Mysterious love story unwinds, thriller style in daunting indefiniteness of the northern landscape. The skies are lightly ashen, the freezing wind never stops on the northern shores. Sea water is cold. The Lone stranger with the bike emerges from the maze of dead forest trees spectacle. Relationships are structurally complex and never smooth and satisfying. Tensions exist, wisdom sails with the wind. The reasoning of the images establishes an inextricable link between man and nature. In our lives nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.