The sun set in a blazing display of red and gold as the breeze tugged gently at the tails of the velvet cloak. Blue eyes, unnaturally blue, peered out from beneath the ebon colored hood, the snow white complexion contrasting starkly against the deep richness of the black and a small smile tugged at the corners of the crimson lips. Carefully, long, slender fingers brushed the hood back, and her strawberry curls fell loose from the hold, framing her rounded face. This was her domain, created with precise magic like a master craftsman works with wood or steel.