Elara stopped. Her breath caught in her throat.

"The legends were half-right," he said. She heard his boots crunching in the snow, coming closer. "They say the tree is made of gold. It is. They say it points the way to a warm valley."

nije samo poetičan naslov, već i praktičan recept za dublju, trajniju vezu. Spoj prirode, tradicije i pažljivo planiranog iskustva pruža prostor da se dvoje ljudi poveže na način koji nadilazi svakodnevicu.

He reached out and gently turned her around. The golden light from the tree bathed her face.