The sun is scorching on the island, watching over the nature surrounded by golden sand like a ray of light illuminating a cave of treasures. Cool water flows at Leightons’ feet, sparkling and bubbling. The skin on his back is burned after months under the sun, injured after numerous falls and countless accidents. But the young man cannot help smiling while the gentle breeze caresses his face.
He closes his eyes and lets the wind take him away for a while. He found himself by his mother's side, taking her in his arms while she enveloped him with her motherly warmth. His brother was there too, he teased him as he always did, and smiled at him.
Leighton opens his eyes and finds himself facing the sea, the waves roaring and rolling, crashing on the shore. A warm tear runs down his cheek, he
