She is on a mission. 
A quest.
An adventure.
In her hand she holds the map to the greatest Treasure
she’ll ever search for.
What is this Treasure worth?
Her very life.
What will she give up to find it?
She sets out on her journey into the unknown. She doesn’t
know what lies ahead, but she knows she can’t stay where she is. There is no
choice, no desire, except the horizon before her. She is strong and courageous
and free, and nothing is going to stop her from the prize. There are enemies,
though, that will stop at nothing to keep her from retrieving it. They know her
well. She mustn’t give in to Fear.
Out in the open air, there is only beauty. The wind blows
her hair wildly around her face. The sun shines down warmly as she closes her
eyes, arms raised to the sky, the Treasure on her mind.
She stays the course of
the map for some time. But as she looks, she sees other paths to take. She
knows the road she’s on leads to her hearts desire, but maybe one of these is a
shortcut? Or maybe there’s more for the gaining along the way on another path.
She looks at the Treasure map. The way to Skull Rock seems to be an easier path
to take. She looks at the roads in front of her. Surely they all lead to the
same place, just different scenery. She takes a step toward the path toward
Skull Rock. Everything in her tells her that this way is better, easier, and
more profitable…except this still, small Voice. It’s the same Voice that pushes
her to find the Treasure. There is nothing but Death at Skull Rock. Her enemies
lie in wait to destroy her there. She cannot be distracted. She will go down
the path the map tells her to take. Only then will she gain what calls out to
her heart…the Treasure that was made for her to find. And It will be found by
her. No amount of pain, confusion, fear, storms or doubt will stop her. And
storms, there will most definitely be.
But. 
She has everything she needs to win. The Treasure has been
waiting a long time.
