“The Sage”
“Theo examined their host. He was of indeterminate age. Very old, of course, but bordering on ancient, the visitor thought. His body completely lacked fat. His skin had the shiny look of an onion peel, and the antique quality of a sheet of Egyptian papyrus. His beard, thin and snow white, extended down to his navel. But the man’s eyes! His gaze was nearly impossible to meet, so piercing and powerful were those eyes! It seemed to Theo as if all his spiritual power, which was obviously vast, had gotten concentrated in those eyes, whose amber color was that of a tiger’s.”