In fact he appeared especially graceful at the moment, the pale light silhouetting his taut figure and glorious hair. There was a natural elegance about Alec, a refinement in his features and the shape of his limbs, not the mere vestige of adolescence, but rather a quality that would be his all his life. His beauty took Maurice’s breath now—like that of the carved image on the column from the temple at Ephesus they’d seen yesterday, Hermes guiding the soul of Eurydice to the underworld. But his beloved was infinitely more beautiful because he was alive with a bright, bright spirit. “She never
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