A young boy...alone in a field looks up towards the sky as he watches the little lightning bugs dance in the breeze whilst the petals fall so gracefully to the ground of the orchard, A young lady can be heard on the wind singing so sweetly and softly, She appears beside him as if the spirit of the tree were beckoning him to join the fate he had long sought out from birth.......... Will he survive the wrath of this maiden? Or will he be lost among the souls who've been roaming since the dawn of first light? ......................................................