When i first met him, he wore a nice black cloak, one that hid his bright blue eyes. He had a faraway look in them, like he was debating whether or not to kill me. By now I was trained enough so that I was thinking the same thing.
"What are those?" The stranger asked. I looked at my hands. The thrones growing sharper by the second. "These are my protection. Protection against people like you!" I screamed, and the thorns ripped out of my hands and stabbed at the man.
light - shaded - Shade is light diminished in intensity as a result of the interception of the rays; partial darkness. This image is portrays shading because of the sudden ray of ray apart from the dark background. It gives a horror like theme.