She looked right at James. Her eyes were bleak. They reminded James of the coldest night of winter.
You know what i love the most about your writing? This little things. These little details. Among all the epicness, i love the way you can make a description so vivid and meaningful just by taking a detail and writing a couple of sentences about it.
Great work as always. Thank you.
Thanks very much. I always hope the writing works out so I'm glad when someone like yourself appreciates it.