My old lady description.

“How long have you been standing there?” I wondered as I caught the eye of the crumpled old lady. As I was staring at her, I noticed that she had cracked lips furling around gums where her teeth once lived. She looked straight at my eyes and as she stared at me, I saw that she had keen eyes, alight with mischievous youth. Furthermore, I could see she had deep channels of time, that were etched into her wizened surface. As she got colder, she put on a rich indigo velvet scarf, that she folded carefully to frame her face. It was clear from her stare that she knew exactly what I had done!