^ always a good read. this might be the most ridiculous set of sentences in any popular work of fiction:
On his hands and knees, the curator froze, turning his head slowly.
Only fifteen feet away, outside the sealed gate, the mountainous silhouette of his attacker stared through the iron bars. He was broad and tall, with ghost-pale skin and thinning white hair. His irises were pink with dark red pupils.
― ledge, Tuesday, 17 January 2012 10:53 (twelve years ago) link