Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint Illustrations Novels & Stories

Lucian Moretti – POV The scent of her was in my study long after she had gone. Not jasmine and vanilla, but the sharp, clean odor of the clay, and something else underneath—the electric tang of a mind working, of defiance simmering just beneath a placid surface. She was changing the very atmosphere of my sanctum. I stared at the clay map, her map. The lines were sure, the symbols clear. A blind girl had built a world from a memory of touch. And her deduction about the lily, the Alps… it was brilliant. It felt true.

said Yachne. Khali used her power. She reads her friends' thoughts and includes two grown-ups who love to look at them. Khali was jumpy when he didn't find Rye. She can't read Rye or Vincent's thoughts. After her friends kissed her on the cheek, Khali must now find Rye. It's Rye she wants to kiss. Khali stood up; someone supported her, and she recognized him because she was reading his mind. Mang Delfin helps her in finding friends and choosing who to kiss. Khali decided to use her sense of smell. If she couldn't read Rye's mind, she just smelled him. But he was disappointed when someone spilled a strange odor.

My Guards assure me he's still there, which means at least that he's not escaping. I can't shake the uneasy feeling though. It's completely drained me. “I'm going to see a Gaze Reader,” I mutter of a spoon of cereal. Gaze Readers are magical beings from the Devotion Pack. They have the ability to look into your eyes and see what you have seen, and what you will. I need to know if what I've been seeing is real, or just a fabrication in my mind. “I suppose that's an option,” Cal mused, giving me an immediate feeling that he's not fully opposed to the idea, however, seems speculative.

He drew the desk height below the eye level and the page surface at the attending distance. He thought about what the reader's eye level required. He thought about the attending gaze — the reader looking at the page, the gaze directed downward at the reading angle. He thought about the peripheral view of the reading person: not the page, the peripheral. He thought about what the reading person saw in the peripheral — the desk surface and the neighbouring desks and the floor and the ceiling and the west wall. He thought about the peripheral view as the frame of the attending — the things the reading person did not attend to directly but which held the attending, the context of the deep readin