Youre as lovely as a flower in the stark of winter Your hair is the color of wheat under the midday sun, and your eyesYes, yes. My eyes are like the sea or the sky or some such nonsense, she quipped with a laugh, the lilting sound like the finest music, better than anything he could ever play.
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About Tamara Hughes, Beauty's Curse
Tamara Hughes, Beauty's Curse.