Blindfolded Synonym Novels & Stories

There are days when I wonder what the world around me looks like, what the prey I eat looks like, I even wonder what my mate looks like but I'll never ask because I know that although I am blind and most likely odd looking I will never stand alone. For I am blinded but not deaf, I am blinded but not alone, I am blinded and I will always have a place within this world.

Because of this, the sight in that eye was very limited. Essentially, this meant it would be next to impossible for me to paint again.

"Let's go downstairs and watch some TV." Bonnie frowned, "uhh, are you mocking me or something?" She asked Lorenzo mentally face palmed, "No-umm-I mean, I have a blindfold-" Bonnie giggled, "So you want to go downstairs and watch TV with me, a blind girl while wearing a blindfold?" Lorenzo cleared his throat, "Yes." He firmly said, raising his chin up. Bonnie only shrugged, "Alright." They went downstairs and sat on the huge leather couch. Lorenzo switched on the TV and handed the blindfold to Bonnie. "Care to help?" She smiled and took the blindfold from him. Bonnie put the blindfold over his eyes and he turned around making it easier for Bonnie to tie it.

She said it quietly through her teeth so only Adrian could hear, then turned and walked back to her seat without waiting for his response. The maid of honour stood at the front beaming, the couple behind her, hand in hand. "We are playing a game called The Blindfold Touch." She clasped her hands together. "The man is blindfolded and placed in the center of the room. His partner is mixed into a line with several other women. He has to go down the line touching only their faces until he finds his person. No talking. No hints. One guess." “The wife has to grant the husband a wish if they pick right.”

"What?" "I might be blind, my sweet wife, but I can hear how shallow your breathing is," Damien murmured, his lips curving into a dangerous, lazy smile. "You're suffocating in that silk. Take it off. Change into something comfortable. Pretend I’m not even here." Avery stared at him. Her eyes darted from his relaxed posture to the pitch-black sunglasses covering his eyes. He’s blind, she reminded herself, her face flushing a deep, burning crimson. He can't see a thing. To him, the room is completely dark.

“The missing vendor hasn’t reappeared. We don’t search. Whoever took him will either return him or not. In the meantime, we do our work.” “Good,” I reply. “Two main topics today: the ‘blind doors’ and the children’s silence protocol.” I place a short list on the table. “‘Blind doors’: we call those inner passages where the wall remembers use but no longer has a function. We don’t open them, we only name and mark them, so if someone outside is ‘searching for rhythm,’ they won’t find a door in their mind.”

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

The blindfold came back down. Darkness swallowed me whole. I braced myself. And then The pain began.

"Because he's a fool. Like the rest of them. They see power and lose their minds." "Truth, Mathilda. Lying to me might be more dangerous than you think." I lean in grabbing her chin roughly. "Start talking, or I swear I'll rip your soul from your spine and scream it into void until it begs to confess." That gets her attention. Her blind eyes widen in terror. "The blind seer in High Pines," I murmur. "Does that phrase mean anything to you?" I ask again. Her eyes for a fleeting seconds, guilt flickers in her eyes.

he said to me with his gaze filled with worry. "Yes, I will, I promise," I rushed out as I scanned the menu I knew all too well. "Okay, fine. The food should be ready soon," he informed me as he looked around the place. I wonder what he could see. I mean, obviously he could see auras now but did that mean that he could see faint objects or outlines of things? What would it be like if one was blind? What if I was blind? “What is it like being blind?" The words tumbled out of my mouth without permission and I quickly slapped a hand around my mouth while feeling guilty for even saying it.