As Sara lingered on her lover’s lips, she became aware, that they had gone stiff, almost rigid. Confused, she withdrew for a moment and gazed at him questioningly. His lips remained as they were. In fact, his entire facial expression remained unchanged, locking lips with the… wind? But the wind itself had ceased to flow as well.

Sara shook him desperately, trying to find some sign of life, but he remained clasped to an invisible being. His face was full of passion for her, but Sara could only feel fear. It was as though time itself had stopped.

A leaf abruptly blew past her, seemingly ignoring the termination of the wind, and came to rest upon a patch of flowers a few feet away. Disconcerted, Sara nervously extended out a hand, to grasp the leaf. As her fingers wrapped around it, she felt the breeze suddenly burst back, and heard Ben suddenly falling down, no longer having someone to lean on. Ecstatic, Sara dropped the leaf and threw her arms around her lover.

The wind stilled once again.