A penetrating gaze likened to the steadfast unblinking focus of an owl about to swoop for its targetted lunch.  I had someone look at me like that once, and I made a pretty fast exit.  It never happened again.  

Felena’s eyes settled on him as a brown owl drops to its prey. 

We will soon share another piercing look raptorial. 

Source: Mary Webb, Precious Bane (Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1981), p. 95

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