Posts tagged ‘A: Jamie Campbell Bower’

July 24, 2010

Keeper

Keeper:

“She thought of those eyes: deepest green, mysterious, unfathomable; those hands, long fingered, dexterous, dangerous…”

“He was very still, and very close; if she had reached out a hand she could have touched his hair, hair dark as a crow’s wing, matted and wild. There was a feather in it, shinning green-blue, and a strand of dried weed.”

From Foxmask

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July 8, 2010

Drustan

Drustan:

“As for the second man, he was tall, she could see that as the two of them released their and, in a flurry of agile limbs, circled and came to grips once more. The second man was graceful, wide of shoulder and narrow of waist, long legged and supple in his movements. He was quick; his skill in ducking and weaving kept him out of Deord’s powerful grip until he was ready for him. This man had a strong-boned face that seemed vaguely familiar. The skin was unmarked; he bore neither kin signs nor battle-counts. Like Deord he was clean-shaven, but had a head of luxuriant hair the tawny hue of an eagle’s feathers, or sun on autumn oaks, or the pelt of a red fox. His eyes were bright; whether it was the fair morning, or his enjoyment of the fine sport, or whether he was a man naturally give to laughter, those eyes captured all the brilliance of the dawn, rendering his features radiant with light. Ana had to remind herself to breathe. He was, quite simply, the most beautiful thing she had ever set eyes upon.”

From Blade of Fortriu

Last Updated: 16.April.2011

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June 30, 2010

Sorrow

Sorrow:

“His eyes were as dark and deep as theirs; his face was as pale, though this was an ashen pallor, white rather than waxy, and the sombre lips were more generous in shape. He was young, perhaps our cousin Caezar’s age. “

From Wildwood Dancing

Last updated: 12.December.2011

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