Her soft golden hair and olive skin seemed to glow in perfection. When her eyes opened, she looked at Archar seeing the only male who would love this version of her in this awful horrible world with the most unique eyes I had ever seen. Unnatural eyes, magic-laced eyes. A ray of sun shone in the window onto her face, and a golden haze glossed her eyes. This child was sunlight, embodied in a tiny delicate fae body. I had never seen eyes like hers before, she was one of a kind.
