May The Eyes Of Cowards Never Sleep Novels & Stories

My eyes scan the area around me, I seem to be in a bedroom, a male’s bedroom judging by the décor. I close my eyes, expecting to drift back into the dream that I was half hallucinating…when dark green wolf eyes make my entire body shake to the core. Eyes that threaten to pierce into my soul. That will call out my sins and rip my soul from me. My eyes snap back open, my body jerking upwards as I sit upright. Any thought of sleep now escaping me. My thoughts cast back to the rogue camp, to the woman and child hiding in the barn…did they make it out alive.

I screamed as I stood up in front of them. I gave my army a grave glare. Then, without noticing, my eyes sparkled like gold. “Leave no ashes behind! Rise from the very bottom of our wrath with the power bestowed upon us!” I raised my hands, screaming, sending my men a message. The intense wind then accompanied my war cry as the sky cried out its anger with rain and thunder. Embers and flames slowly disappeared the moment the heavens shed tears. After years of silence and living in tranquility—the nightmare I had experienced before was happening again. I became a coward, afraid to risk another time.

She dropped her head immediately, entirely unwilling to look up into his dangerous eyes, and silently prayed that he would just leave her alone. Alexander noticed her lovely eyes gazing frantically down at the floor, completely avoiding his own. He was instantly enraged. He desperately wanted to see her eyes—her beautiful, expressive green eyes that perfectly revealed exactly how terrified she was of him. He fiercely wanted to see those fearful eyes looking up at him.

Murphy pulled back instantly from her, holding her hand gently and taking it off from her face, her eyes held tenaciously while locking her gaze at her, speaking rigidly in a loud voice, "THERE IS NO ELYSIUM FOR THOSE WHO DIE COWARDLY! NO ELYSIUM FOR US EVEN! IT'S FOR HEROES! WHO DEFY THEIR FATES, AND DON'T SURRENDER! IT'S NOT FOR COWARDS LIKE YOU AND ME!".

Now I see myself, I open my eyes, and you are with me. Cold heart, evil soul, unknown soul, Let no corruption, no power, touch you. You will be with me, throughout the whole journey, through everything. Now I see myself, I open my eyes, and it is with me. The cold heart, the evil soul, the unknown soul, let no power, no corruption, touch you. You will be with me, throughout the whole journey, through everything. Through my eyes, through my thoughts, through my heart. I know, I know, I know. Now, I enter you, my heart. I enter you, my mind. I enter you, my soul. Keep me safe, through everything. Keep me safe, through every place.)

I couldn’t figure out which one of them was speaking, and I couldn’t fathom the meaning behind their words. “Queens shall reign, and kings shall rule no more. In the darker days, beauty shall be the weapon. Open your eyes to the truth! Open your eyes for no queen has ever ruled in her sleep!” Hesitantly, I opened my eyes and walked closer to them. I was afraid and untrusting of them, but either way, I found myself standing in between them. I should have been freaked out, but I was not.

He looked around as people started to move on, still whispering, still eyeing the dead crows. She closed her eyes, find the strength she needed behind her eyelids. "Yes. Let us show him that we are no cowards. We are no naïve fools and not so innocent anymore. If all those dreams were warnings, we knew what was coming; we had a solid idea of things. He had a miscalculation there, if the nightmares were really his warnings." But then, sometimes being a coward was easy, wasn't it? To just run away would be easier. And they were two people who prided themselves of being brave and that was... well, not very good for their life. But they would fight, anyway.

Snowie said with a sigh, "Since you don't believe me, let's do another experiment. I'll turn around. You can write whatever, and I'll know what you wrote." I agreed, but also asked the entire class to turn their backs to me. I wrote on a piece of paper and crumbled it in my fist. With her back still facing me, Snowie said, "You wrote, 'Man plans, and God Laughs.'" I was secretly delighted by her mistake, but Snowie added, "But you deliberately wrote Nan instead of Man. If I hadn't heard your thoughts, I would've been duped." I froze. Snowie was right on point.

"What is this?" She picked up the note and started to read it slowly. "When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars,

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu