From the gorge on the left, the terraced rock on the right, came the smell of the wild thyme and rosemary and the perfume of pale flowers.

The touch of the air on her cheek was a warm and scented kiss.

The diamond stars drooped towards her like a Danae shower.

Like Danae's, her lips were parted.

Her eyes strained far beyond the stars into an unknown glory, and her heart throbbed with a passionate desire for unknown things.