All I Have to Do Is Feel It Again

There is a tale about a blind man and an elephant.

In short, three blind men are each asked to touch a particular part of an elephant and describe what an elephant is like, but all three give different answers.

The lesson of that story is that one cannot judge the whole by a part.

Yet there are some things so clear that one can grasp the whole after seeing only a part.

In Ferda’s case, at this very moment, it was Valdrowa’s beauty he was seeing.

All he could see were her chin and lips.

Her jawline, clean and clear as porcelain, stole Ferda’s gaze.

The lips resting above it were red and glossy, like an apple covered in morning dew.

Even from just the lower half of her face, Ferda could tell.

The person who would become his partner was a woman...