Darkness Blindness Novels & Stories

He sees me smiles and responds mischievously. "No, I'm fine at the moment," I nod and leave even more nervous than when I entered. I walk into the kitchen and into the office, where Pit has another order list in hand. “What's up Nisha?” he asks when he sees my face. “Who is Dark?” I ask, what happens next alarms me. The list falls from her hands and the color in her face vanishes completely, she opens her eyes wide and says in barely a whisper. “Where have you heard that name?” I hesitate for a moment.

Maybe that was the trade-off for being happy. But fear was irrational. It wasn't something you could choose. For me darkness was two-fold. Not only did it conjure panic, but because of my vertigo, it also made me incredibly uncoordinated. It was like walking when you were plastered. But at least drunks could self-correct. My inner ears were so fucked up I had to crawl down the hallway wall just to take a piss at night. It was fucking terrible.

So I would definitely remember if I was back to having nightmares. I try to blink my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I only see darkness all the lights are off so instead I try to see the time still upset I’m sweating like this and then Shasta’s feet are coming in my face all of a sudden like she can’t feel me or feel herself move. Move your feet Shasta I say but she just groans ignoring me Now I know it must have been hot from both our body heat. She probably has rolled on my side the whole night I groan out loud Why do I have to sleep with her she doesn’t know how to share a bed and always end up with some part of her on me.And she has her own bed but choose to sleep in mine.Dad calls h

They matched the size of the unknown. Godric held his chest. He had the feeling that the darkness would overwhelm him. He couldn't explain how this darkness could be so powerful that it touched even a ghost. The aura of the unknown was so powerful and haunting that Godric took a step back and dropped to his knees. The darkness seemed to weigh on his shoulders, trying to crush him. It wasn't just the young priest who felt like this, the other monks also seemed to have succumbed to this powerful aura. Amon held onto his staff and tried to defy the force, even if it was almost hopeless. "Don't let up!" He kept shouting encouragingly.

Inside the cabin, however, the silence was absolute—as still and heavy as a moving grave, broken only by the low hum of the engine and the harsh rhythm of Dominic's breathing. Dominic leaned back against the rear seat, his head tilted slightly, his face pale beneath the dim interior light. His eyes had received emergency treatment and cold compresses. The doctors had assured him there was no permanent damage, that the blindness would pass with time and rest. But his vision remained nothing but void. No light. No shape. No shadow. Not even a flicker of grey at the edges. He couldn't see. Dominic closed his eyes, pressing his fingers against his lids as if he could will the darkness away. In h

My jaw felt locked, vibrating with the uncontrollable tremors spreading through my limbs. My vision, already compromised by the darkness, began to blur. It wasn't the water affecting my sight; it was my failing consciousness. I fought the heavy exhaustion, the sudden, overwhelming desire to simply rest. Then, through the blurring blackness, I saw it... a shift. The dots of light seemed to halt their relentless forward march. Were they slowing? My imagination, perhaps, playing cruel tricks on a failing mind. Then, shafts of brilliant, artificial light stabbed down toward the water, cutting through the dark like alien swords.

The intensity of his gaze is like a lighthouse cutting through the darkness. “My babies…” I murmur, my voice barely coming out as a wave of terror settles in my heart. “Save my ba…” The sentence dies on my lips, dragged away by the pain. Darkness begins to claim me, like an uncontrollable tide pulling everything into the abyss. I see Luther’s expression twist in despair, but I can no longer keep my eyes open; my vision becomes a blur as the reality around me fades.

"I never got to study it enough. I guess now's my opportunity. I poked into his eye socket, and he began to scream. As I pressed on his Lamictal sac, his eye slightly bulged out, pulling on his optic nerve, and causing immense pain. After a few minutes, I let go of Daphnie's father. I backed away from him and looked at Chad. He was standing perfectly at the position of attention, and his face was expressionless. Even his eyes showed no emotion. That's what training in the Navy SEALs does to a man. Chad's discipline was the only reason he could tolerate my dark side. Anyone else would've cowered away in horror and disgust. I walked over to the cabinet and grabbed my aluminum bat.

“Give us an example.” “Well, you know that saying ‘In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king’?” Aki and Sasha nodded. “Well, it’s something like that but it’s more like: In a land of darkness, the blind man is king. When the Tenrai no Kasai meteor fell and started the Age of Darkness, a few Slayer masters were said to have gone crazy and decided to… uh, blind themselves.” Sasha gulped though his throat was dry. “You mean, so they could heighten their other senses?”

My ears seemed block with a whistling sound on repeat mode. DARKNESS Darkness can be measured by the absence of light, Things vanish in presence of its sight. It's a feeling of not knowing your surroundings, cannot seeing the color they hold, When your eyes seem dead and senses feel cold. It is frightening when you cannot hear the chirping of insects or tick-tock of a clock, People fear it's presence yet, it holds a place in one's heart. We hide it behind, covering it with light, Even the sun hide behind darkness when it's the night.