Her skin shone a calm white in the darkness and a shining silver in the light. Her hair was jet black with sheet white streaks slashing through it. It naturaly spiraled down her back and around her knees, which elegantly followed behind has she walked. From across the darkest room her eyes twinkled a deep ocean blue, charming anyone who looked into them. She stood tall, and had a slender figure. Her hands were small and smooth skin covered them.
She walked into a young man's arms. He looked similar to her. His hair was black and spiked with golden tips. His eyes glared with a piercing dark red. His skin didn't shimmer like she did in the light, he glowed a moonlit arua.