Mysterious Eyes Romane & Geschichten

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears

I breathe deeply, filling my lungs with this intoxicating mixture, and feel something inside me uncoil in response. My heterochromatic eyes adjust differently to the darkness—my brown eye seeing the physical world of trees and earth, my amber eye perceiving the magical currents that flow through everything here. It creates a disorienting double vision, a world layered upon itself. Through my amber eye, I see the ward's energy as a distant shimmer, like heat rising from summer pavement, creating a dome over the entire Hidden Bowl.

“Kept what hidden? I saw him lose both eyes! Both!” Cullen, who was still leaning weakly against the pillows, frowned hard. “Selena’s right. I saw the wound. There were no eyes left to keep.” The spy shook his head slightly. “He grew another one. Not a real eye. A magical one. A stored one. Something he kept for emergencies.” I gasped. “How does someone keep spare eyes? Like… like spare shoes?” Ava pinched the bridge of her nose. “Can we not compare eyeballs to shoes?”

Joe and Vargos edged forward carefully, as if approaching a wild animal. I tried to step forward, and they all jerked back. "What abnormality is this?" Vargos muttered. "Aeryna has forsaken you, child," Joe whispered. Panic flooded me. What was wrong? Why were they looking at me like that? I turned and caught sight of myself in a puddle. My blood ran cold. I was huge, towering over even Vargos's six-foot frame. But that's not what startled me. On my forehead, a third eye sat. Its socket was black as void, and the iris glowed molten gold, while my main eyes burned red.

A mystery indeed. Beautiful and mysteries eyes.

Lord Gilbert explained, "The Dios eyes are said to be most invincible eyes in the entire world, they can see through any deception or illusion magic. It is said that when Dios eyes really awaken, they give off a glow of heavenly gold, as if they were made from ceramic rich gold itself. Have your eyes ever glowed golden?" "What! Wait wait wait, I think you guys have mistaken me for someone else. FYI my eyes are the most mundane eyes you will ever come across. They are so ordinary that people even dismiss me sometimes as a being without eyes." I knew I was blabbering nonsense, but you can't blame me, I was pretty freaked out here. I didn't want to be some superhuman with magical all-seeing eye

So can any stranger just walk in like this? "Well, come in the child". A lady's voice spoke. I halted and looked around. There's no one here though. Oh, there it is. There are a camera and a speaker located on the side. Clever. I simply stared at the speaker and finally decided to move along. My eyes were met with the mansion itself. I walked ahead, my mind soon to be recalling all about yesterday. My mum, dad...he just died yesterday and here I'm working rather than arranging a funeral.