Whitebark Stream We had already scorched the Earth once.

In his Yukon home, the days felt considerably shorter. Night seemed to go on forever at times, right at Winter's heart, but a younger Artyom had found himself wishing Summer away in longing for the cold season's arrival - just to experience the sights all over again.

"You haven't lived until you see the Northern Lights," the ranger said, half-joking, as his thoughts turned to simpler times of frolicking with Ana. He recalled fond memories of chasing one another through freshly fallen snow, nipping and courting - how he confessed his true affections and made love with her for the first time beneath the Aurora's dancing lights. "I haven't ever experienced them this far South, but perhaps one day they will appear."