Dawn's Sword Rainbow

When Li Qiuhong came to his senses, the boy stood right in the center of his field of vision. The boy looked a little unusual, though Li Qiuhong couldn't say exactly what was off. He wore a felt hat at a slant. He was fairly tall but thin, with a willowy waist and shoulders. His face was only palm-sized and covered in dust, though his eyebrows were fine and well-shaped. His dry, pale lips were small, but a date-stone-sized mole at the corner caught the eye. The most astonishing thing about his face was his pair of large, round, almond-shaped eyes. They darted about, their black and white sharply distinct. His pupils were as dark as ink, his whites as cold as ice. Judging by his features and his overall appearance, he was quite unexpectedly handsome. Li Qiuhong stared at him, momentarily dazed. The boy seemed to sense it, too. He glanced this way as well.