In the Depth of Her Eyes

Natalie did not follow fashion, rather fashion followed her. That's it: she got used to the fact that having sewed something new and extravagant for herself, after a while she noticed similar outfits on others. Not all, of course, not all of her models were transformed into imitative - Natalie was an original and brave woman, so not every girl could afford to be dressed the way Natalie dressed.

She did not use decorative cosmetics, and, going out, whether in the morning or in the evening, did not stain her face with paint.

Natalie did not grow old. Yes, during her life she developed small mimic wrinkles and then, when she smiled from the heart, these traces of time appeared clearly, but, despite this, her face with a gentle oval and graceful, as if carved from bone on a cameo, profile looked young... until you met her glance.

If you happened to get into her field of vision, then you were amazed not only by the beauty of these eyes, often called angelic, but also by the depth of their wisdom, almost bordering on cynicism. "I see right through you!" - these eyes seemed to say, evoking a mixed feeling in the observer: the desire to hide somewhere... the desire to look into those eyes as long as possible...

That was Natalie's mature beauty. But most of all, one was captivated by her amazing calm confidence in her feminine charms, mixed with indifference to the impression she made. From birth, by nature, Natalie had a special gift - to attract attention. Bright blue eyes, fair skin and black hair provided such a stunning perceptual effect that it was difficult for a person to look away from her - be it a man, a woman or a child. Over the years, this beauty only became more refined and graceful, without losing its strength. Only now, in the depths of her eyes, behind a curtain of calmness, some deep secret was kept, so that those who happened to look into Natalie's eyes began to think that eternity itself was looking at them through the eyes of a human being.

It was not easy to forget that look.

Forget Natalie, for those who knew her... was possible never.

Mystery beckons, mystery attracts... And we desire to discover...

We can approach it endlessly in order to understand one day: the greatness of a mystery lies in its incomprehensibility.

"Natalie: The Art of Living" novel

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