Glimmer-flies: Fairytale

Shiny were the glimmer-flies along the bank of River Ponlaki on the night that she went wandering out upon the dew-drowned grass to see her husband's face. All the girls were told that if they went and did and saw, true it would be, and happy too. There were the risks of walking beside the river after the moon rose, but those were brushed aside with a laugh, and not one of the girls of her village had gone missing, so as far as she knew, nobody ever had. She was all aglow, glimmering slightly in the light of the moon as if she were half glimmer-fly herself, excited to see her husband's face. She wondered which of the village youths it would be, trying not to let her heart and whim linger too long over the one that she liked, lest he be not her destined--

Inspiration: Some shiny green origami flowers on my desktop.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Seems a fairly standard fairytale opening. She sees the face of her husband, but it is the river, or the river sprite, and much trial and tribulation follows, ending with Happily Ever After.