Have you ever seen brown eyes in the sun? You don’t always notice it at first but you’ll see that ‘brown’ no longer describes them. They melt into golden rays, circling an eclipse. There’s nothing boring about brown eyes, not even when the later hours encroach; they just turn into a sunset of their own.
one of my favorite things about hiking is when i come across a strange structure deep in the woods and am left to wonder how and why and when
how: demons. why: demon portal. when: 5 pm demon time
it’s always 5pm demon time, somewhere