Thursday, December 14, 2006

Chapter 1.03 - The portrait

There was nothing really special about her; Alya was average in almost every way. She was average height for a woman of her creed; which combined with her physique and demeanour you just thought "bounty hunter" whenever you passed her by.

However, there was perhaps one thing that you might say was uncommon, maybe even unique about Alya. Her hair was as black as the night sky and she had deep sapphire blue eyes.

Eyes that could either make you melt and warm to her in a single moment, or have you freeze in terror with the fear of what she may do to you when combined with her smile. Both of which, she had learned to use over the many years to her advantage.