Novel & Cerita Cara Bisa Melihat Mata Batin

“It’s pitch black in here! Do you have night vision? Are you a bat?” Matteo laughed, that warm, easy sound that used to be my favorite music. He knelt down so we were eye-to-eye. “No night vision, Hails. Just focus. If you learn to control your breathing... if you calm the noise inside your own head... the dark becomes like day. The shadows tell stories. You just have to listen.” I close my eyes. I force the image of Matteo’s smiling face away and focus on my lungs. In. Out. Slow. Steady. The roar of blood in my ears fades. The panic recedes, leaving behind a cold, crystalline clarity.

She finished bitterly as she spared a glance at Hannah before she stared broodingly at the floor. Stefano came to sit down next to Ellie and she was secretly glad for his company. He was a good friend and he always brought a new perspective, a non-magical one. The fact it would send Jake into a fit of anger was just the icing on the cake of the situation. "When you see the vision, focus on one particular point. It can be an item, a flame, a plane, just one point in the image. Then try to slow down the image, as if your mind is pressing pause. It will help you figure out more details faster."

Then the sound of the door opening pulls me out of my thoughts. I watch as Dr. Matsuo enters the office. She observes us carefully as she sits down. Artemis tells me, “Breathe slowly. Calm your heart. Look into her eyes and gaze into hers. Imagine that you can see through her eyes. Visualize what kind of emotions should invade her. Use a color to identify each one. Don't take your eyes off her. Only then will it work.”

Cameras and many invisible eyes are watching you right now. Venus was silent. Spontaneously she looked at the corners of her room. Nothing, but Mustaka's advice is worth considering. All right, if you say that, Venus thought inside. But at the very least, can I see you? It's so strange talking to my own brain. A chuckle tickled Venus's head. You must be a spirit if you want to see me, Princess. How? Of course, you must die first. Venus shuddered for a while. She then sat and leaned back, then closed her eyes. Telepathic-like conversations are easier for Venus to do while concentrating.

> Reiya: Ban: Reiya: Ban: - -------- Reiya: Ohh you manage to break it. What did you picture? Ban: Ohh I couldn't picture that line thinning and breaking so I imagined a plug being pulled out from the socket and somehow I felt something breaking and could not feel your thoughts anymore.

I told him, glancing at Megan from over my shoulder. “They both consented already,” Bennet reassured me. “There’s nothing you need to worry about and this is a power that you can control. Once it’s unlocked, you can use it, or don’t use it whenever you want. But you have to try. We need to figure out your true potential.” I sighed and turned to look at Megan. “So, I just look into her eyes and tie myself to her?” I asked. “Like I did with Hansley.” “Yes, except instead of imagining a string, just imagine that her mind is your mind. It’s open to you and her thoughts are now yours,” he told me, his tone soft as he took a step back, giving me some space to practice.

**Seeing Visions** Aria had been graced with extraordinary visions, mystical gifts bestowed upon her by the ethereal Moon Goddess, for several weeks. These visions had danced in and out of her consciousness, often cloaked in enigma and bathed in luminescence. The fleeting images that flashed before her eyes and the whispers that reverberated within her mind felt like elusive shadows, just beyond her grasp. However, in recent days, the frequency of these mystical glimpses had surged, transforming from disjointed fragments into vibrant, vivid tapestries of possibility.

“Don't get pressured, Be. Just take your time. We just have to trust the moon goddess.” I nodded my head at Trisha. Despite her encouraging words, it didn't help me at all. I couldn't calm down not until I found him. There were a lot of cells in here and it would take time if I had to check each one of them. My time will be wasted. “F*ck. We have to do something to make it easier to locate him!” I exclaimed, making Trisha let out a deep breath. “You are connected to your mate, Beatrice. Use that connection to find him. You can smell his scent, and all you just have to do is to focus. Close your eyes, and think of him.”

The faint sound of my mate’s breathing is the only thing that registers in my ears, her increased heart rate sending my anxiety to higher levels. My eyes bleed to red, giving me an increased eye sight that should be able to break through whatever spell is keeping Jamari hidden from me. Everything appears red as I scan the area in search of my mate and Howard. A dark spot appears over by the sitting area with two forms barely apparent within the darkness.

The air changed, like the room had taken a breath and was now holding it. “I don’t understand the language,” I admitted softly. “It’s old Latin,” Audrey said, her eyes never leaving the pentagram. “Roughly translated, it means: Blood calling blood. Magic calling magic. Answers we seek. A vision we bestow.” She stepped back, her hand lightly grazing the crystal wall. “If this works, Loria, your mind will be pulled into a vision—directly to your mother. A real-time connection. You won’t be dreaming. It will be as if you are standing there with her, even though your body will remain here.”