Blindfold Terraria Novels & Stories

Terra coughed couple of times and fell down on her knees…. “Aaahahhhh……. wh.. what was… that…” she questioned me… and started scratching skin on her neck like crazy…. with just a minute of time her facial expression changed from worried to anger to pain… and just like that “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……………………..” Terra gave one last scream and turned cold…… In blink on and eye… her face went blank and she went stiff in her position…. her eyes got fixed on random spot on nearby wall….

Suddenly, an immense amount of black energy extended from him and traveled out to every edge of the Telhervo Holy Site. All living beings inside the Telhervo Holy Site stopped moving as the space was completely engulfed in darkness. Meanwhile, James could observe the numerous energy threads extending out of both Yegorʼs and Herodiasʼ bodies. He curled his lips. “The Terrastride Step can be very useful in this sense. Now, it’s time to use the Dawnblaze Form and Chaos Yin-Yang Eyes.” James produced multiple shadow clones by using the Dawnblaze Form. Then, he and his clones activated the Chaos Yin-Yang Eyes and began scanning the energy threads.

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

"Your piddler's shaping up into a proper beast out there, Nora. Looks like we're heading for a blindie." He pulls off his balaclava, revealing his short brown hair, flecked with grey, which is now flattened at the crown. He gives it a quick ruffle, taming some of the unruly tufts. I stiffen at the word. Blindie. A zero-visibility whiteout so volatile, it would render leaving the outpost an impossibility for hours, if not days. Outposts saw a handful each year, but I hadn't expected to run straight into one on my first expedition.

By the end of the test, the doctor's brows were deeply furrowed. "This..." He murmured under his breath. "It shouldn't be possible."Lucas felt his throat tighten. "Doctor?" The older man looked at him gravely. "I believe your sense of pheromones is severely impaired."Lucas frowned. "What does that mean?" "It means your body doesn't process pheromones the way most people do."Lucas stared blankly. "So...?" The doctor folded his hands together. "Simply put..." "You are pheromone blind.”

"Hologram stopper!" --- What was my blind father was trying to do after he died? That was the question in my mind as Emma and I stared at the sparkling thing. It was a strange mechanical gear. "So where's the library in these dessert?" Emma asked in despair. I looked and inspected the metallic, golden gear. Emma inspected the other side of it. It was a circle with strange and asymmetrically straight lines. It's as if a mechanical spider web. "Aze, look! A hole!" Emma pointed out on the side she was inspecting. "A keyhole!!"

He said shrugging his shoulders and then returning to his self-confident stance. I couldn’t hear anything else that the vampire had to say, my senses were dulling, my vision starting to blur under the strain of using my magic. I could feel my body shutting down in exhaustion one body part at a time. Tyrell’s beady eyes caught onto this quickly, a dark smile spreading over his face as he watched me knowing that he was winning. I fall to my knees, trying with every fibre of my being to keep the fire burning, but it was no use the fire before me starting to recede. Before Tyrell could advance on me though his eyes snapped to something behind me, too spent to see for myself.

he explained, his nose still nuzzling into the sensitive area of her neck and ear. "What does the bond do?" she asked, not sure if she liked the sound of that. "Lots of things," he answered distractedly. She let out a sigh of annoyance, but some of the heat was stolen by the soft meowing sound that escaped her when his tongue touched her earlobe. "Like what?" she asked, refusing to be distracted. "For most people it's things like limited telepathy, phantom images-" he said.

A black hood covered his head, concealing any trace of a face or identity; only shadows danced beneath the fabric, revealing the absence of eyes, a mouth, or any human features. What stood out the most was the blindfold covering his nonexistent eyes—a black strip that seemed to absorb light rather than reflect it, emanating an overwhelming sense of emptiness and absolute darkness. The entity was a specter of nightmares—a vision that froze the soul and paralyzed the heart. The dark god invoked fear and terror with his mere presence. “I will not make another mistake, my lord,” I growled through my fangs, seething with hatred for my own weakness, longing for the power of the supreme alpha…

I’m in the middle of helping a little girl string beads at the craft tent when one of the volunteers approaches me. “Miss Willford? The blindfold game is starting in five minutes. Do you want to participate?” “Oh, right!” I’d almost forgotten about this activity—a game where children are blindfolded and have to find their parents using only their sense of smell. Even though many of the kids participating aren’t werewolves, I thought it would be a fun game to incorporate. I quickly finish helping the little girl with her bracelet before making my way to the game area, where Arthur is already waiting with Miles.