Stories, and then Some...

his eyes had a secret color that can only be seen on either dawn or twilight: that magic moment when Light and Darkness grapple with each other in their never-ending dance for supremacy. his eyes then would have the color of the palest cinnamon, glowing ember brown the more you stare at it, like how the number of stars in the sky burst the more you observe them.

and when the ...

at a gas station convenience store waiting for a break from the rain, a voice.

"... and so because i want your demon-infested brain to cool down a bit, and well, because you asked for it, i give you rain. non-stop for three days. make that four.

"i give you cold, cuddle-conducive nights, lazy mornings better spent in bed and afternoons best with hot choco and a good book.

"i'll also give you cold-as-zero-below showers; cold enough to freeze ...