The sky had been lowering with fragrant showers and the sun stood yet on his declining course behind the fleecy clouds. But, occasionally, broke again the opening vistas of their dark layers.

Lacquered and enamelled by the sun, he radiated energy and charm. His mountain peak cheekbones appeared chiselled into shape by a master craftsman. With eyes as bright and spellbinding as lode stars, he bewitched all those who fell under his steady gaze.

He were a-sparkle with mirth and shone like two eternity-blue jewels enwrought in snow.