"Ronald Soak, Hygienic Dairyman *Established*

".. the standard-issue blue-and-shite striped apron he wore almost reached the floor."

"...his eyes were black. Completely black. Shiny, and black, and without any whites at all."

"... Ronnie's eyes blazed silver."

"It was a work of art, the sword. It had imaginary velocity, negative energy and positive cold, cold so cold that it met heat coming the other way and took on something of its nature. Burning cold. There had never been anything as cold as this since before the universe began. In fact, it seemed to Chaos, everything since then had been merely lukewarm. 

"The figure standing in the chariot wore a full-face helmet dominated by two eye holes that looked slightly like the wings of a butterfly and rather more like the eyes of some strange, alien creature."
from The Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett