The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only. The rest is only the rest, and comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than these great shocks which two souls give each other in exchanging this spark.
-Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Boys believe nothing can hurt them, his doubt whispered. Men know better.
“As for that,” said the Rider, staring down upon the Dwarf, “the stranger should declare himself first. Yet I am named Eomer, son of Eomund, and am called the Third Marshal of Riddermark.”
