Prompt
His Face His face is carved with stillness, like a marble statue softened by centuries of warmth. Eyes: Deep-set and thoughtful. A muted gray-blue—like sea glass after a storm. In certain light, they lean greener. When he blinks slowly, it’s like the whole world takes a breath. There are faint shadows beneath them—not from sleeplessness, but from the weight of thought. The kind of eyes that have seen beautiful things, and mourned quietly for all they couldn’t hold on to. Eyebrows: Slightly