Magkaibang Kulay Ng Mata 소설 & 이야기

He smiled lovingly before he replied. "No it does not, it's a proof of divinity and the powers within me. For me, red means anger, silver is normal, yellow signifies it's day, purple means I'm in love, it goes on like that. Every immortal glows in his eyes, but according to the powers they posses, and what they feel at that particular time. Some choose to keep theirs plain in sight, like me. You wouldn't want the internet buzzing over the color of your eyes, right?"

She elegantly put down her tea cup in the saucer, and slowly open her eyes. When her eyes met mine, I was fascinated. One word to describe her eyes? Wow. Kulay grey! Kulay grey ang mga mata nito just like the girl in my dream… This is fascinating, I’ve never seen someone with grey eyes in my whole life. I always see black, blue, brown, and green. Tumaas ang kilay nito ng mapansing natutula ako sa kanya. Oh no! Ma-attitude si ate gurl. What should I do? I need to ask her why she is here.

She sat down comfortably and said, "On Semeria it is rare for a person's eye color not to match their hair color. In this world, most people get their hair color from their elemental affinity. Blue hair, = water, Light blue hair = lightning, Red hair = fire, Brown hair, = earth, green hair = wind, Light green hair = nature, Black hair = shadow, Gray hair, = metal, etc, etc, etc," Verra informed Xasha like a teacher teaching a student.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

" What are you seeing right now? " " Darkness. " She replied with a puzzled look. " No. Cupcake. What actual color are you seeing in the name of darkness? " Her eyes widened in realization when I added. " You know one color and it's black. It's the most loyal color ever because it never betrays you while mixing with others. " She knows I wasn't only talking about the color. Her head tilted one side but before she could ask anything I spoke up. " You wanna try something new? " I asked and she was silent just like she should be. " Wait here, for me. " I caressed the curve of her breasts and smirked when she flinched.

“Legend says lycans have a certain eye colour—know what it is?” His eyes widened upon realisation as he muttered under his breath, "Gold!" I chuckled again, clearly amused. “Actually, our eye colour changes with our emotions. But yeah, the random colour is molten gold.” I tilted my head slightly. “You know how powerful Lycans are, don’t you?” I crouched slightly, watching him like a predator eyeing its prey. His throat bobbed. I smiled. “Do you want that power?” He was at a loss for words as silence hung between us.

"Excuse me?" She slowly came forward and I noticed her eyes were a green, almost the same shade as mine. She lifted her hands to her mouth, tears filled her eyes and I noticed she was shaking. I glanced confusedly at Amaya to find her glaring at the small woman in front of us.

And with that, Teagan shifted right in front of us. The sight of the two sisters, fully shifted, next to each other was just breathtaking. Maggie looked like the twilight sky with sunset-colored eyes, while Teagan’s dragon was the exact opposite. She was a beautiful mix of greens and blues, with that metallic look as well. Her eyes were the perfect blend of the brightest yellow and green. One that looked like the end of the day, while the other reminded you of the meadows along the ocean in broad daylight. The contrast was just amazing.

he stated. I heaved a sigh of relief because I had assumed it was something horrifying. "Oh, I see. What those colors mean?" I inquired. No, I should stop here because it's getting a little too much for him. "Hmm... Well, our eyes turn green when we are very pleased, grey when we are sad, hazel with a hint of black surrounding it when we are angry, violet when we are astonished, and..." he hesitated briefly before continuing. "Crimson coupled with electrifying blue when lust overtakes, you can say when we are in a mood, that's pretty much it," he added in one breath.