Such a beautiful cloudy green stone.
Funny the very thing that makes it such a marvel to look at, renders lesser gems worthless.
Alas, it's not as stunning, when you become it.
Murky, emerald woman shooting beautiful sage dagger stares at all that she cannot grasp.
They are not to blame for what no one can control.
The fates sure know how to piss you off.
Obsidian, glinting like the sophisticate older sibling of carbon.
Heavy as the whole of the universe, balanced on a point as wide as a broken mans smile.
A raven mocking you from the shadows, sounds a lot like your heart calling your bluff.
Sucks when fear is this stunning.