Over the top of the hill a knight came riding. At first I saw only his helmeted head, bent, but even then I knew him and began to run toward him.A knight riding a weary horse, a battered knight with one arm in a sling, his shield hanging from his saddle. Its device, a single heart-shaped green leaf with a violet blossom.As I ran toward him he lifted his head, and his eyes smiled at me the warmest blue the world has ever known.
-Nancy Springer
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