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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson: blew off the hood from the man's face, and, lo! there was no man
there, only the clothes and the hood and the pipes tumbled one upon
another in a corner of the terrace, and the dead leaves ran over
them.
And the King's daughter of Duntrine got her to that part of the
beach where strange things had been done in the ancient ages; and
there she sat her down. The sea foam ran to her feet, and the dead
leaves swarmed about her back, and the veil blew about her face in
the blowing of the wind. And when she lifted up her eyes, there
was the daughter of a King come walking on the beach. Her hair was
like the spun gold, and her eyes like pools in a river, and she had
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