The veil of elequence.

From blackened shadowy eyes she gazed forward, looking towards what scenery was heading her way. Looking towards into the distance. Looking to see. Beneath her veil she was hidden, small, untouchable, mysterious. Was she hideous? Was she a beauty? Nobody could see even those with glasses. Now and again, a gaze would meet her, a inquisitive look, a stare.These occasions could be made rare, or more regular as she wished by the movement of her eyes. She was in control beneath the veil of elequence.