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Eyes Like silver Rain Part 1 Eyes Like Silver Rain Amber-Eyed Spirit Beautiful was never the first word that came to mind when one looked at her. She was too tall, neither slender nor obese, and unattractively pale with freckles splayed across her pink cheeks. Brown hair with wild, Medusaic curls framed a face heavy with her father's German heritage. Her eyes were his, as well, cold blue and gray with spots of green and amber which surfaced at irregular times that were probably agents of her mother's brown rebelling against the ice. They were frigid, confused, chaotic, and altogether inadequate masks
The Thief Tryst The Thief Tryst It was a chilly spring night in a small costal country. Winter had just been vanquished, and though its blood, the frost, still congealed upon the ground, those who could afford to do so celebrated the approaching reign of spring. The palace on the hill set the dark phthalo blue sky ablaze with myriad colors of pyrotechnic displays. Music and laughter cascaded out of every tower and spinneret, down to the citadel below. The courtiers and aristocracy filled every courtyard, ballroom, and atrium with the color and vibrancy of swirling gowns and wild masquerade masks. The night was alive with the revelry of the nobility, and heavy with the undertones of