Julia was the only survivor of the plane crash br It was freezing cold on the snow-covered mountains br She stood there all alone, with her bare face hanging out br Hoping that somebody heard her calling for mayday br br Climbing down from that height was too hazardous br She had never before felt abandoned like that br The only thing she needed was making a bonfire br To warm herself up before sprouting wings br br About to fall asleep, she spotted an old man br Lightly dressed, with snow-white long hair and beard br He spoke to her in a strange language, but she understood br He was a hermit who had ability at performing magic br br Shaking hands with her, he uttered a spell br She was amazed to feel the longing warmth in frozen limbs br ''Now, don't be scared, just hold my hand, ''he said br And they took a flight over the highlands until landed on a hayfieldbr br Aram Stefanianbr br