

Under A Starry Sky Alt. StartCatching the temperate breeze of sweet bitter mist from the gray untamed sea, his aged eyes fluttered as if trying to fight with the arising wind. His eyelashes were long as if they belonged on a dancer after being shaped and moulded to fit the perfect appearance which belonged on the stage. Once lively wide their thick black texture had faded with time as did the rest of his body. The shine found upon a trees branches when winter has come forcing the frost upon them making them glow like diamonds in the light was gone from his eyes and was replaced with the dull winter snow that falls from the gray sky. His once lively hazel colour wasUnder A Starry Sky Alt. Start