It happened unexpectedly. He remembered a long line, a bus from the airport, a pretty woman with an appealing smile, an empty seat next to her, a positive conversation, a nervous heartbeat, a close hug good-bye. She dreamt about a wedding in the little wooden church by the lake. She pictured the bright wildflowers, her dress in pure white, and her new princess cut diamond ring with sparkling facets. He stood there in front of her nervous and hopeful. That night the midnight sun and the strawberry moon lit the purple lake. Fantasy met reality in a teasing summer dream, as lust and promises abounded. But soon summer faded. Leaves died and music ended as spirits clashed. Far away from Sweden nature's grieving began. Tears of blood dripped from a wounded heart and shattered the season's first snow crystals. Yet could love endure a bit longer?