As the mist broke and the winds settled … the time was now to continue on our journey. We emerged from the cave of curiosities with our loyal bear friends. Dusk was upon us as we wandered through the sea of ghost trees … looking for a sign … not knowing what would happen next or who we soon embrace. Darkness sets and the ghost trees danced in the moonlight, the sky, full of stars, shone … creating the perfect balance of fantasy and reality. As we celebrated with the trees and howled with the moon, an unexpected, unique and divinely stylish peacock came prancing over … This was a special peacock possessing the art of creativity and marketing the science of sophistication. I would soon shortly after inquire of the Prancing Peacock would accompany us on our journey and offer guidance and advice on all things cool.