Dreaming of Catherine

Chapter 26 of The Thief's Armor

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She stood on the edge of the cliff, facing out toward the ever-expanding blue ocean. He could only see the back of her head. Her long, coffee black hair fluttered effortlessly in the light breeze coming off the water. The day was perfect in every way. It was neither too hot nor too cold, and the tall, emerald grass swayed gently like ocean waves. The tulips in full bloom showed off their yellows and whites. She turned her head and smiled at Hastiand. Her tender face looked as though it had been carefully carved, shaped and smoothed by the finest of sculptors in all the world. The hazel of her irises shone like miniature golden rings.