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I fall hook, line and sinker for fictional men. Yeah that's about it.
She rested her head down on the desk, in that spot of light where the afternoon sun laid its warmth. Her eye, bright gemstone under a half-shut lid, caught the shine of a ray astray and gleamed with it, a drop of honey swirling in molasse, the discreet shining of a golden light peering through a deep and muted opaqueness -a quiet, imposing, profound eye that drew you in to its unknown in a serene kind of turmoil. It reminded him in its aspect of a cup of black tea under the yellow lamp, clouded and dark as if the colour itself was the guardian of the taste, and how people would attempt, having drank up to the last drop, to decipher secrets in the remains of the leaves. It was the most elegant shade of brown.
My type is women with weapons, men written by women and anyone wearing eyeliner.