her power cloaked the sky in her mist and fury, her might pouring from her skin in starlight and rage, and when he met her eyes, he swallowed with dread. those eyes turned from cornflower to midnight, the gleam of lightning and fiery moonlight matching the violet sky. he saw that she was not only a wonder of dreams, but a queen of nightmares intertwined with her very blood. he trembled, and when he opened his mouth to plea, he could taste the doom in the air. his doom.