Finally, An afternoon... I believed myself to be a toy in a dream

Finally, An afternoon... I believed myself to be a toy in a dream...; but not, It's true; I have spoken about it many times already, as i speak to you now...; An afternoon encontré sentada en mi puesto, and dressed in clothes that reached to the waters and floated on her face, A woman beautiful beyond all measure. Her hair was like gold; Her eyelashes shone like threads of light, and between the eyelashes some pupils that I had seen were turning restlessly..., Yeah, because that woman's eyes were of an impossible color; some eyes...