Prompt: In the shadowed hollow of sculpted brows, molten pools of amber swirl, flecked with threads of gold like sunlight woven through autumn leaves. Each iris, a perfect oval, pulses with the fire of an internal forge, rimmed with a ring of deepest umber that shades into a molten, honeyed glow at the pupil's edge. Deep within, secrets dance in mirrored flames, the embers of laughter and the smoldering embers of sorrow held in perfect balance, reflecting the soul's unfathomable depths. These are eyes that have seen both the sunrise and the storm, eyes that hold the promise of untold stories, woven in threads of liquid gold and embers of mystery.

Negative: ugly, plain

Style: Photographic