Green and full of life like two emeralds in the sun wrapped in an ivory base with essence of the loving rose portals into his thoughts lay in the middle of them bringing hope and happiness to those to gaze upon them reflections of the world around them shine brightly

but whan doth they be taken?

They loose their shine, their lustor, like lumps of coal left in the bottom of the cart the loving rose that gave it warmpth turns pale and fades away leaving the ivory to rot the portals become voids, eating everything in their path never to return to the world The happiness and hope that they brought no more, only endless caverns of darkness the world in their reflections are no more, the've glazed over, lifeless and misrable

This is the darkness in which is fortold.

Souless eyes