What is beauty?
A young innocent girl, tears of pain rolling down her cheeks, laying in the straw, surrounded by the stench of the cows and pigs, as she labors to deliver her firstborn, the Promised One.
What is noble?
A young man, keeping his promise, marrying a girl pregnant with Another's child, believing the words of a possibly dreamed creature and the girl herself, pacing as she struggles to get through the birth of her firstborn.
What is hope?
A baby's cry breaking the still of the night.
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