Oh To See Without My Eyes Novels & Stories

Chapter 668 Tina was anxious. She wanted to ask how come she was taken to Freesia, but when she thought of being in Samuel's territory, she became hesitant! The guy obviously misunderstood Tina's meaning. "I know! I know! Are you going to ask why your eyes cannot see, right?" "Don't worry! Your eyes will be fine for sure. You've just been drowning for too long, and your eyes are deprived of oxygen, so you can't see things now even though you woke up."

She looked at me intensely without batting her eyes. “Hey! Blink your eyes. Otherwise, your eyes will be dry and sore. I don’t want to take care of you if you get sore eyes later.” Kanya lazily turned her gaze forward. “If I hurt my eyes, the sign is I can’t see anything weird anymore.” “You won’t be able to write later. Don’t underestimate sore eyes because it feels very uncomfortable when your vision is disturbed. So, just follow my words.” “Yeah, yeah,” She lazily replied.

That causes her to fall. " Can't see everything here, Red! " " Wait! What will I gonna do? " I only can see what Alexia can see and she will see what I can see too. So that means it will hard for her to fight back. * TIINNGG * I got an idea. I closed my eyes. " Good Idea, Red! " I still can see her surroundings but she can't see mine because my eyes are closed. She can see everything in her surroundings now.

I stand in the middle of the Glass hut where some colorful circles are drawn on the ground before I look for Anemia's next instructions. "Close your eyes and think about what you want to know. Do remember not to open your eyes before she finds what you are looking for. You get only shot for this." Okay, it does make me worried but I follow her instructions and think about that pair of blood-red eyes with gold in them. A wave of power surge through my body before the pain of thousands of stabs pierce a blood thrilling scream from my mouth. All I can see is blood…..all around me.

Just as he opened his mouth to say a word, something flashed across his eyes and he went rigid. "What is it? What happened?" Leia asked anxiously. Oliver opened his eyes to look at her. " I saw something." "What did you see?" "A fury foot and the rest wasn't clear. How did it happen? And I'm not getting anything again," Oliver said worriedly. Leia held Oliver by his shoulders now. "Listen to me, Oliver. You need to continue. You need to see the vision and it's not a must to close your eyes before you can pick it up," she explained.

He rolled his eyes, and it made me more curious to know if he was able to see again already. I thought it was supposed to be in the evening. “Wait, so you can see now?” I quickly rushed him without warning, grabbing his face to check out his eye. “What?, no, I can't, not yet, but I can smell you, that's how I was able to trace where you are” He pushed me away from his face, a little disgusted with the way I clung to him, using my hands to force his eyes wide open so I could see for myself if he was able to see again.

Finley says with a nervous glance around and a shiver. “Okay,” I nod. “Let’s get this over with.” “Do we need to hold hands in a circle or something? Candles maybe?… or salt?” Finley asks and a laugh bubbles from me. “I’m not a witch, or summoning a demon… at least I hope not,” I shake my head. “Just stay quiet for a moment whilst I concentrate.” I close my eyes and draw on my true sight. I’m aware they’re about to see my creepy white eyes for the first time, but while I’m already scaring them with ghosts, I may as well get this over with, too.

“How can I know anything about magic? How can it even react to me?” I froze for a moment, my heart pounding as the realization hit me. “Wait,” I whispered, staring at Caroline, “you’re right…it’s only you. You’re the only one who can see it. That’s why I kept thinking you were messing with me. Unless I’m… touching you, I can’t see a thing.” Caroline looked at me with wide eyes, her lips parting as if she hadn’t even considered that possibility. “Are you serious? You mean without me, it’s just… nothing to you?”

I open my eyes, and bring out the Eye of the Reaper, which represents the watchful gaze of Death, symbolizing my ability to see and interact with the realm of the deceased, but nothing happens again. I stifle my frustration, but a scream breaks from me as I chant

"You spend too much time worrying about things you can't control. Tonight, you only need to focus on me." I stepped behind her and gently wrapped the silk over her eyes, knotting it at the back of her head. I felt her breath hitch as I traced a line down the back of her neck. When you take away a person's sight, their other senses go into overdrive. Every sound, every scent, every touch becomes ten times more intense. "I can't see," she whispered, her hands reaching out blindly.