gray eyes. they're like mist on a lake, mysterious and adventurous. when she smiles, they look like the shiniest quartz crystals. when she's angry, they darken like a prowling thunderstorm about to soak everyone and everything. her eyes are like a shield embodied in silver for emotional protection, making it impossible to see what you're thinking about. like the soft, creeping twilight; calm and quiet. those gray eyes, as imperfectly perfect as they can be.
