General

Her hazel eyes were a radiating brown sun warmed with inner gold.

General

There was something of the hazel tree in her hazel eyes, not only the comforting browns of the boughs yet also the green of springtime buds.

General

The marriage of warm honey hues and deep caramels spun an eye colour we called hazel.

General

Her hazel eyes were both the sunlit boughs and the soft moss that clothed the hazel tree.

General

His eyes were the softest brown infused with green, as if he held the new spring growth inside. They were the forest floor and the gentle flowers, somewhere to rest and breathe.

General

Lila had eyes of the sea and wet pebbles. The centre was all pebble, soft reflective browns, spreading out to waves of sea blues and greens under an overcast sky. The outer edge was rimmed in deep ocean blue, but the over all effect was of hazel eyes, the brown elements being more dominant since they complimented her hair and the freckles that lay over her the bridge of her nose.

General

Autumn's eyes were all coffee browns. The centre was a bright mocha, chocolatey and bright. After that it was all latte until the rim of dark roasted beans.

Dystopian

Rose's eyes weren't like the wet bark on the oaks, but more of the soft brown rings that gave away the age of the few they felled. Combined with the gentleness of her features and honeyed skin, she could soothe anyone. It was a skill that came to be more treasured than any other. In those brutal times there was nothing anyone could want more than to be with a natural born nurturing soul; and no-one was better than Rose.