Rory saw colors reflected in Liam's irises. She looked up to see the sky above was lit up with colors.
The predominant flashes of green reflected in Liam's beautiful blue eyes making them seem like pools of emerald.
Aurora Borealis—The Northern Lights.
Rory placed her hands on his cheeks. He was looking at the sky and she looked into his eyes. His eyes were prettier.
She knew those lights are their way home. Even if the compass cannot show them the north, the Northern Lights will—they are right this instant— for they will appear only on the North.
But rather than looking for the way home, once again, she was lost in his eyes.
