~RYLAN

Time stopped as I stood frozen at the sight of her.

Nyra was too beautiful. I had tried comparing her to all the arts my eyes had ever had the privilege of seeing, but none came close. Her beauty was beyond any art— incomparable to anything ever created.

Yet even as enchanting as her features were, they subtly reminded me of my mother. It made no sense, but somehow… she did.

My eyes swept over her beautiful dress, wishing I could become the very fabric that hugged her curves so ...