Those eyes

He has those eyes, those immense eyes that pierce through her, even from behind glass and across distances. They are brown, heavily lashed, framed by strong eyebrows. They are lined from years of a happy life. They twinkle with intelligence, drawing her into their depths.


She likens it to staring into the sun, mesmerizing, but only bearable for a brief moment before she has to shift her gaze onto something more mundane.