Novel & Cerita Eyes Of The Mind Book

the eyes were not a painting on the book, she told herself, they were alive and real. The red eyes gazed at the angelically pure ones, Sara kept on staring into the eyes for few seconds before she could feel them wondering deep inside her head, they were penetrating and hypnotizing and stared directly at her naked soul, flipping her insides like pages, she felt herself being read and discovered like an interesting book that had no power over the hands holding it. her mind, unable to endure all the intensity, soon surrendered to darkness.

OK, now open the door and allow me inside. I breathe in and out, clearing my mind like he said. Then I can almost see the door, ah there it is. Sure enough, soon it feels as if someone is knocking, so I mentally open it. As soon as the door creaks open, my mind is flooded with visions. “WOW!! This is amazing. Are these your memories?” I asked. 'Yes. Now that you have let me in, I am going to form a link with our eyes. This will allow you to see through my eyes. You can use this even if I am not around you if you ever feel you are in danger.'

Lance Mathews: "Do you recall the time I told you what the world could have been if we remained unconscious? but it isn't. Stuck in an endless loop. Or what the picture of it in mind might have been. And you'd say 'you are just as fucked up as I am, maybe that's why I feel myself with you. Well, this view begins with an instruction and ends with a prologue. ○• Voice 1:Open, open your mind, yes your Third Eye.

"You- can you read minds?" "I can't. I can only see your life, especially when you are feeling sad, or afraid or angry. My book would glow and I can choose to watch it or ignore it." "It really does sound like watching a reality TV!"

I half got up from my seat with the intention to move towards her and help in any way I could, but at that moment her eyes snapped open and I saw how truly bloodshot they were. “Don’t,” she murmured, the pain she was feeling bleeding through that single word. My skin tautened as her words fell on my ears, but I obeyed and an eternity seemed to pass as she shut her eyes once more to ride through the rest of the pain while I watched on mutely. It gave me time to think on what I had learned yesterday from my grandfather while he was preparing me for my meeting with Evangeline Fairley. According to him, Mind Workers, despite their apparent prowess, had to thrive on subtlety as each individual mi

Unconciously he was moving his fingers in his hair with his other hand as he always used to do whenever Russell was sleeping and they both were talking. Either it was a medicine effect or the warmth of Daniel's fingers, Russell gasped and fluttered his eyes open. Initially he couldn't see anything because his eyes were sore. And the light was blinding him. But with a slight effort he was able to open his eyes again. Daniel had not yet witnessed it. And neither did Carson. They were discussing his final quiz in low voices. "Daniel"..... --- Tabby

Despite my attempt to banish her from my thoughts, Lilith lingered, a haunting presence that refused to be ignored. The memory of her dark eyes, a window to a tumultuous soul, flashed vividly in my mind. Those eyes had seen too much, felt too deeply, and held secrets that echoed in the depths of my being. They were eyes that had once held warmth, affection, and a shared intimacy that now felt like shards of glass cutting into my heart. "Fine, I will let you go," I whispered before it all went dark and my mind emptied with the suddenness of a light switch flicking off. "I promise."

Though I tried to shake off her thought from my mind but still every now and then I used to find myself thinking about that old woman. Was she crying after seeing me there? If she was then why? The thoughts we're blasting my mind. So, I again took the pills which my mom had given to me. It used to make me quite relieved for a while. I take these pills with me everywhere. But, still, my mind kept her remember, and whenever I used to close my eyes or try to think something else her eyes full of tears used to flash in front of me. It felt like I've seen her before those teary eyes, I've seen those eyes before. But where? I wasn't able to remember. It was bugging me a lot. I was sitting in my ca

There was sudden tranquility behind the doors. The stillness was deafening but I know that the igniting chaos was stirring beneath the hush. The moment my eyes fluttered wide, I can feel the shifting hues of my orbs, like a beast that knows how to camouflage throughout the course. It was also further bizarre that my senses heightened that even a drop of sweat on the ground, my eyes can follow its ebb of dipping. "Xiomara... what's happening to your eyes?"

You are special. "These secrets are not meant for ordinary eyes, but for magical eyes," he exclaimed, a spark of realization igniting within him. "I've been approaching this all wrong!" With newfound hope, he opened the book to a random page, his gaze transfixed on its ancient words. Taking a deep breath, he uttered an incantation. "Vinjhus exharitus." Instantly, his eyeballs turned pure white, and a brilliant light radiated from the book, directly illuminating his face.