Eye Parts Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

It hurt when she pressed down. “I need you to open your eyes. I need to see if there is any serious damage to your eyes.” She took a deep breath, and slowly opened her eyes. The light was still bright, but her eyes quickly adjusted. The doctor flashed the light into her eyes, she blinked. “Follow the light please, Ms. Hewsen.” He said moving the light from one side to the next/ She followed the light with her eyes, “Call me Jade.” She said closing her eyes. “My head hurts.”

There is not only a thin layer of eyelids, but eyelids also wrapped under a layer of smooth thin, then the thin piece was gently pulled down by me. I can't help but gasp for this creation of the Creator. It's like when you dive into the water, you put on a pair of goggles, and the creator has provided it with a pair of fine transparent goggles that allow it to see clearly in the water, it can even filter out the deviation caused by the refraction of light rays in different media. There are so many great features in just one eyeball, but what about the rest? "A miracle of the creator isn't it," Alice whispered behind my ear.

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

The celebration was reflected in his eyes, a radiant smile transforming his face when he met my gaze. Just then, the curious little elf from earlier, Elain, scampered toward us, his brown hair a tousled mess from play. His eyes, one a clear sky-blue, the other a vibrant leaf-green, sparkled with mischief. I’d never seen a combination so captivating; it was like he held two different seasons in his gaze.

Bella, Isabella, Elena, and Chiara were also present, each engaged in their activities. Angelica's gaze met mine, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. There was an intensity in her eyes as if she held secrets and power that surpassed my understanding. As I took in the scene, I noticed Bruno and several other guards with pistols, diligently patrolling the train. The sight sent a shiver down my spine, a stark reminder of the dangerous world they embroiled us in.

Ocean eyes. The kind of eyes that reminded me of someone in my past. Someone who had ripped my heart from my chest and crushed it under his boot with pleasure and mirth. The very person who had played with my feelings and destroyed the slightest reputation I had. Someone who stole everything away from me. My heart. My love. My innocence. My family. My friends. My dreams. My entire life.

Everything. My face glows a soft, warm color of life. My eyes are no longer bloodshot. But they are different. I stutter out a soft sigh as I slowly blink. Slowly, and even more slowly, I blink my left eye. It is a shade of complete, absolute silver. Even the iris, which had once glittered a gentle amber, has lost all its color. It now looks like the ashen background of a graveyard. Almost like a lie, my other eye stares back at me, with the tenderness of fresh, sweet honey.

It slipped off the shelf into her waiting hand, the pages already turning to the very entry her mind was seeking. Strangely, the bird was observing her just as intently, an intelligence in its gaze as it watched the pages of the book open without her hand. She brought the book in front of her and glanced down to look at the photograph of the harpy eagle. The eyes were round and shining with intelligence, but they were not black. The eyes in the picture were a bright amber with a black pupil. She let out her breath slowly. Something was wrong with her bird.

"There were two customers, a young man and a woman. They came in and ordered two drinks and two cakes. Then, after a while, the woman started to cause a scene, shouting about something, so I went over to try and settle the situation. I asked her if she could lower her voice, and then she looked at me; her eyes weren't human. They were something else entirely!" "Can you describe her eyes?" "They looked like they were made from pure pink, and her pupil was clit, like a cat." "I've never heard of this type of eye before. Are you sure you saw this and you didn't imagine it?" "Yes, I'm sure! She definitely wasn't human! The moment I saw her eyes and screamed, both of them ran! Isn't that proof en

Thus keeping any issue from forming. "Thank you." Elder Yonni blinked and looked around. The eyes looked the same as the others. A clear white that seemed to draw one's attention. But the iris's had a small white dot in each of them. "I can see small traces of something. What is it?"