"Then she saw the eyes' real greeness, and then she saw through, to within their green. She stared. She stared into a limitless hall built of glaucous nothingness, like the depths of a sea. Here and there currents moved in it, like liquid winds, and faint glimmerings, like drowned stars. And there, too, deep down and far away inside it, and in miniature, Livius was wandering -- she made him out exactly, his every detail, even to his disheveled hair and filthy toga -- her Livius, her husband. Beyond him, were other smaller figures, farther off. She could not yet quite make them out, although they seemed, as he did, familiar to her."
- Persian Eyes, Tanith Lee
Open up my heart
And you will find
This fire burns so deep
It burns so bright
For You
Lord I will burn
Lord I will burn
For You
....chasing my salvation..
calling to my King.
. tap. go the transistors. heartXheart. persian eyes_cataconic.
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