On my way home, I met a woman named Night.
Her eyes were as dark as an empty void, her face looked full of shade and rage.
On my way home, I met a woman named Summer. her eyes glowed more than the light of the sun, her skin was as bright as a light bulb.
On my way home, I met a boy named Sunset.
His eyes glimmered orange, and his skin shined more than a million diamonds.