He looked at her the way someone might look out over the vast ocean. He felt as though he could be a king, a soldier, and a servant all in one. He looked at her eyes like they were mirror images of the sun. He looked at her smile like it was the appearing of light over a world of darkness. He looked at her and saw all the infinities of life folded together to form her image. He looked at her and felt braver than the tempests of the sea and bolder than the proudest of lions. He felt as small as a falling drop of water and meeker than the snowy-peaked mountains. He looked at her like his heart was tucked in her outstretched hand, and he had placed it there and closed her fingers around it.