the guy that speaks is tall and lean , with dark hair and eyes as black as ash . he was looking in my eyes , the glitter in his melting and i knew i 'd won . i 'd be dangerous if i could do what march does . did he care if those two men in white died ? however , moving moisture and dust in the atmosphere introduce aberrant light that masks the light coming from the object that is further away . flames had spread from the flying timber . 