Rain-Stained Lilacs, Green with Sorrow

Her slender brows arch as her eyes cast sidelong glances, their ripples sweeping across the gaze. Pearls and emeralds shimmer like gravel in the light, while her silken robes and flowing sleeves mingle with fine gauze. The human world is tangled and complex, and the threads of love are beyond counting. How many mottled tear stains lie hidden in the dark, all born of mistaking red for green.