She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. — R.J. Lawrence, The Xactilias Project
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She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil.

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