He looked at her sometimes. At the way the wind played with her hair and the sun reflected off the necklace she always wore. Even nature wanted to keep her in the spotlight.

He thought he wouldn’t be surprised if birds flew circles around her while small animals left the safety of the woods to play at her feet.

He wondered, when she yawned and laid her head on his shoulder, how she could do something as ordinary as sleep when she was so far from ordinary.