Character: Miles Halter

Now it is quite appropriate to tell what a beauty she was. Although I can talk about this whenever I want. She stood in the dark next to me, she smelled of sweat and sunlight. That night a thin moon hung in the sky, I saw only her silhouette, and only when she smoked, the small red light of a cigarette illuminated her face. But the piercing emerald eyes of Alaska glowed even in the dark. This look infected you with a willingness to support her in any endeavor.