“A rhinestone skein, a jeweled brocade of light,–the city is a garment stretched so thinher festive colors bleed into the night.”
“Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light? Or just another lost angel... City of Night? ”
“The sun is nice but it lights things up so much that you can't see very far... The night time is better. It stretches your soul to the stars.”
“The night was so deep the shadows seemed to bleed darkness.”
“All that night he followed bends of the black road jeweled by starlight until the wan light of the dawn touched the east with red and the pastures turned green.”
“The ears were large, flaring forward, the eyes limpid amber, in which the pupil floated like a glittering jewel, changing color with shifts of the light: obsidian, emerald, ruby, opal, amethyst, diamond.”