Lifeless Eyes Novels & Stories

‘’Fine, I will let them free”, he said. Nagtama ang mga mata namin ni Xyu. And the moment my eyes collided with his clammy and deep eyes, I feel that there’s an unknown force pulling me in the endless abyss. And his void eye-holes reflecting neither emotions nor flames. It’s an epitome of nullity, and I lost somewhere by just looking at it. But I can’t negate the fact that even though his eyes were cold and dead, it still beyond beautiful. Naunang naglakad papalapit sa akin si Firo. Tumigil ito sa aking harapan at ngumiti.

Chapter 45 United Eyes. Eyes are the windows to your soul... that's what they told me. It's been ages. Many years have passed away, but I still wonder what my soul looks like. Is it pure, sweet, solemn, radiant, and innocent? Or is it... dark, violent, murderous, and shameful? I wanted to know. I still want to know... I was curious about my own soul and essence. About my purpose. But sadly, even if there's someone willing to glimpse through the window, fear would overtook their faces.

May halo ng galit ang boses niya, pero mas nangingibabaw ang pagkalito. Nagtagpo ang mga mata namin sa salamin. At doon ko nasilayan ang mga matang matagal ko nang kilala—ang mga matang nagiging malamig at walang awa tuwing may kaharap na kalaban. Murderous eyes. The kind that doesn’t hesitate.

Nang mag angat ako ng mga mata, I was stunned. A set of piercing blue eyes welcomed me. I don't need to look up to see the sky, it's trapped in Lev's eyes. My own dark blue universe. Lev's piercing cerulean eyes were so intense, I feel so hot and there was a kaleidoscope of wild butterflies filling my stomach.

She can feel the threatening gaze from their mother na nasa kanilang harapan lamang. "Hindi ko alam," huminga siya nang malalim at sa wakas tiningnan ang inang malamig lamang silang pinapanuod. Her eyes were no longer alive. It was blank as if she was already died and just stayed in a living human body. "Ma, tama na. Okay? What's happening to you?" she bravely asked kahit ilang segundo na lang ay babagsak na siya nang tuluyan.

Nanlalaki ang mga mata nitong nakatingin sa akin, na para bang hindi siya makapaniwala sa lahat ng minumutawi ng aking labi. I leaned to his ear while smiling creepily. I can feel that something warms my chest, as my eyes were suddenly turned black as I saw my reflection on the window. A glistening black eyes. "Die, Lucius, so you can meet with my mother and ask for her forgiveness."

halos pabulong na dasal ni Lylia. Ilang minuto ang lumipas ngunit walang nangyari kay Lylia kaya dahan-dahan niyang idinilat ang mga mata. Habol ang paghnga at pilit na pinaakiramdaman ang paligid. Nahugot niya ang kanyang paghinga nang sumalubong sa kanya ang mga nakahandusay na katawan ng mga taong katulong nina Entice at Rizalino ngunit ang dalawa ay hindi na makita.

Pero ang mga mata ay walang buhay. “Hindi totoo ‘yan!” Ang sigaw ni Olive ay tumagos sa katahimikan ng penthouse tulad ng kidlat na sumira sa katahimikan ng gabi. Umiyak siya nang walang pigil, ang katawan ay nanginginig sa galit, sakit, at pagmamahal na unti-unting namamatay. Ang mga luha ay dumadaloy sa kanyang magandang mukha, nag-iiwan ng mga guhit na parang sugat na hindi na kayang itago.

Pang-uusisa ko pa at sinulyapan siya nang makita sa gilid ng mga mata na tahimik lang siyang nakatitig sa akin. There were pain, hatred and even heartache plastered on his green charming eyes. The emotions in his eyes that I always see whenever he looks at me disappeared and replaced by complete dullness. It's like he's been carrying a bucket of tears, pile of emotions and a back-to-back paper of thoughts. Parang ako ang nasasaktan sa pinapasan niya. Parang ang aliwalas kasing tignan ng mga mata niya pero ngayon isa lang ang masasabi ko.

“Si West ba tinutukoy mo, Mommy? Pero siya lang naman ang may mala-fox eyes na mga mata… He’s…” —dead. Gulong-gulo ang isipan ni Amber dahilan para mawala ang antok niya ng gabing iyon at hindi na magawang makatulog. Habang palalim ng palalim ang iniisip niya ay ayaw umalma ng kanyang puso sa sobrang lakas ng pagkakatibok nito, lalo na sa isang tanong na namumuo sa kanyang utak.