"That's right," said Door. Her cheek lightly grazed and her dirty reddish hair was tangled; tangled but not matted. And her eyes...Richard realized tha...
Eyes as black and as shiny as chips of obsidian stared back into his. They were eyes like black holes, letting nothing out, not even information.
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Photo by Ian Turnell
Eyes as black and as shiny as chips of obsidian stared back into his. They were eyes like black hole...
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