Linh & Eclipses; his striking eyes, an onyx rimmed by a halo. It commands attention as it gazes into the distance. A soul that sucks in your fears, desires, & sense of self, rendering you into a shell of what you're supposed to be because that is what you are to him : nothing. Despite his kind gestures. In spite of hxs attentive listening. H?s gaze is not acknowledgement.