It's fractal eyes multiplied with each blink as it tried to hone in on his hiding place, vision dividing and dividing again and again and again as if that would help it see through the pile of rubble he'd buried himself beneath. He hoped it would not but began to suspect otherwise as its divisional talons gently lifted the scrappy tarp that covered his head and he found himself trying to meet its gaze and failing.
The bright spark of his life would be cut off with a single sharp slice as its talons tore through the top half of his head before rapidly duplicating, rupturing him amidst gentle arcs of blood as arteries met with open air in a graceful, rapturous, visceral chorus.
His warm hazel eyes appeared somewhere near its jawline, right by the dimples his husband had loved to poke whenever he - and now it - smiled. A faint patch of his home-dyed blue hair sprouted and settled among the thousand other shades of humanity it had killed and collected that week.
Their eyes scanned the rest of the ruins as it began to set off in search of new features to collate.
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