His face powdered chalk white, his mouth and the corner of his eyes blood red, he appeared in a dark blue kimono tipped with purple.
The ancient figure in the dark kimono was before him, giving him instructions, and then he was not before him but part of the darkness.
In the hospital-like lobby, the burly female attendant in her dark kimono led them through the barred gate and along the silent corridors.
One is wearing uniform blue, but the other is a neotraditional, wearing a dark kimono.
She wore a dark brown kimono, designed with gray plovers within circles of black.
Sitting next to him, but hardly noticed by Miranda, was a Nipponese businessman wearing a dark formal kimono and smoking what smelled like an old-fashioned, fully carcinogenic cigar.
She appears as a 12 year old fair-skinned girl with black hair and wearing a dark kimono.
She was dressed in a beautiful dark blue kimono with a simple pattern in gray.
The dark blue kimono she wore was silky against her skin.
Her dark kimono of poor quality set off her fair skin nicely.
