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Luca could not drag his eyes from this girl who had
veiled her face from him and hooded her hair so that
he should never know what she looked like. In the golden light of the rising sun he stared at her, seeing her for the first time, her dark blue eyes under brown upswinging brows, a straight, perfect nose, and a warm, tempting mouth. Then he saw her bloodstained hands, and Luca realized that she was a thing of horror, a beautiful thing of horror, the worst thing between heaven and hell: a fallen angel.
veiled her face from him and hooded her hair so that
he should never know what she looked like. In the golden light of the rising sun he stared at her, seeing her for the first time, her dark blue eyes under brown upswinging brows, a straight, perfect nose, and a warm, tempting mouth. Then he saw her bloodstained hands, and Luca realized that she was a thing of horror, a beautiful thing of horror, the worst thing between heaven and hell: a fallen angel.