Literature
Valas Unearthed
Sitting on an average barstool, he sits like he’s commanded kingdoms. In his presence you were both scared and excited. This was not a man to be fucked with, being in close proximity, you could tell that.
But you had to look at him, had to read the stars in eyes; for surely they held constellations. He was like a nova exploding, dangerous but deadly beautiful. He could lead you into hell and you’d follow with a smile. But he didn’t. He sits calmly waiting for you to compose yourself.
You expect nature grew him, for something so unearthly beautiful could never be born from lowly human. He must come from the stars with eyes