Most likely his robe hood is pulled back down.
This post has been edited by Darkness Eternal: Nov 22 2014, 05:25 PM
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And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”
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