“She came out of the long grass to give him her heart, but she was too late. He fired an arrow straight through her hand and we had no choice but to watch silently. A cosmic eternity would not have prepared us for the spectre of her form melting into the ground. You looked at me for protection and guidance and I shuddered at the thought of your needing either. The essence of that moment, its importance, was not lost on me but we both missed its beauty”.