two hazel orbs, glazed with golden inferno and honey colored stars, hiding deep brown crevices and black edges melting into the warm
abyss of umber, cinnamon, bronze and hickory.
two hazel orbs lock onto the hours of darkness, vast and lifeless but so powerful and enigmatic that one couldn't even begin to fathom the scintillating beams of ethereal light that the night sky truly possesses.
the sky, entrapped in all its fluorescent starry nebulae and glittering moonbeams, whispers her name, softly and gently, leaving each syllable hang loosely in the cold air
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"eden"
Eden.
She, is Eden.
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Romanceher melancholy eyes, ethereal and eternal, searched the vast night sky for star, a star illuminating whatever answer, whatever hope, whatever help she needed. but there were no stars that night. just the light slowly fading away out of her eyes as s...
