Lake Rodney ☁ I saw a piece of heaven ☁

sounds perfect!

Her smile held true, but delicate - as though a tender sweep of the wind's caress could brush it away. After the incidents within Rosings, she could not bear to raise her hopes toward the heavens only to have them rain back down upon her, like despondent confetti; already she was wistful, agog. 

With a single glance back to the path in which she'd trailed, the benign forest sylph began to traipse only a pace behind the atypical man, svelte body weaving through the snow's blanket.

To new beginnings.