Dalawang Magkaiba Ang Kulay Ng Mata Mga Nobela at Kwento

Apparently, they thought I'd haunt them in their dreams if they stared at me for too long. I lift up the clean shiny silver spoon and looked at my reflection through the stainless steel. My light green eyes clash with the ones of my reflection. My irises were the color of a light minty green but that wasn't what creeped them out. It was the color of my pupils. They were the color of lavender.

Makapal ang pagkakalagay ng kolorete sa kanyang mukha na halos hindi na makapagpakilala sa kanya ngunit maganda pa rin siya. Monette could be the other definition of real beauty. Maganda sa lahat ng anggulo. Ang kanyang singkit na mga mata na ang talim kung tititigan ngayon ay dumadagdag sa kanyang angking kagandahan na maaaring ikainggit ng karamihan. At maaaring isa na ako roon...

Bia really was the right person to take care of Bian. Two sets of eyes with completely different colors locked onto each other: deep black and clear brown. Though the colors were vastly different, they held the exact same spark, reflecting each other's faces. It was a simple gaze, devoid of any attempt to convey a specific message. They had merely caught each other looking, yet both owners of those contrasting eyes felt as though they were compelled to stand still and soak in the gaze offered by the other.

The others resumed their eating. “Told you not to ruin dinner,” said a Paladin with mismatched eyes, the left one black, and the right one blue. The Paladin seated to his left looked identical to him, except for his eyes. He also had them mismatched but his left one was blue while his right one was black. Both had b lond hair and were seated across from her. Ayla kept staring at the Paladins with mismarked eyes. She has never seen someone like them – O’reek, blessed by the gods.

He had let it slip one or two times about the matter, but I never let it develop into something more than his suggestive phrases. “Though I must admit, don’t you think the girl is a bit unusual despite her beauty?” “Unusual how?” “Her eyes," he said thoughtfully, like he was trying to solve a puzzle. “Dual eye colours are rare among our kind. I don’t think they’ve been recorded for a long time. In the old stories, they were either seen as a mark of strange powers," he paused, his finger on his jaw, "or a curse, depending on who you ask."

mahinang sagot naman nito na hindi man lang nagbukas ng mata. "Matutulog ka nalang ba sa buong araw ng bakasyong ito?" sarkastikong wika ko at 'di napigilang hampasin siya sa ulo ng mahina. Pilit itong tumawa at ibinukas ang isang mata. Medyo nagtaka pa ako dahil kakaiba ang kislap ng matang iyon sa natural na mga araw. His blue eyes is hazy and the hint of sadness and fright dances on them.

It would have been really helpful at this point. I guess I will just have to make do with what I have. Taking a closer look at the images I suddenly could see like a pattern to it or should I say a tale of some sort. The creatures, the images they ain't really the same though they look almost identical I could still see some slight differences among them. Like for one their eye colors are different. Red, Blue, Yellow and Gray.

“We understand.” Lucas shifts his sitting position, stares at me and says, “Now the story behind those eyes of yours.” I shift in my seat and take a breath. “My Mother’s eyes used to do the same thing. When we experience extreme emotions, our eyes will change colour. The colour depends on the emotion. You just saw what causes green. For happiness, they don’t seem to change, but for anger, it’s dark grey with swirls of black and, for depression, ice blue. Found both of those out when I lost my parents.”

Kinuha niya ang bote ng Tequila sa akin at siya na ang nagsalin ng alak sa mga baso naming dalawa. Para pa rin akong na-hypnotize sa tingin ng mga mata niya. Ngayon naiintindihan ko na. Nagiging dark blue ang mga mata niya kapag natatamaan ng liwanag o ng kahit na anong ilaw. Enchanted ba ang tawag sa ganitong pakiramdam?

My drool was soaked on a couple of stacks of notes. "I just need to clarify their identities with you." "Your ability can't see through it?" "Their screens are different." "Different how?" "Color." I stroked my bread four to five times. Every status screen is blue, a nice simple bright blue. This never changes, no matter how old you get or how young you are. There are reports of dragons having a dark blue screen. Demons are reported to have purple screens. Yet no human, dwarf, or elf has ever been reported to have a different color status screen from blue.