Reflection In A Golden Eye Novels & Stories

The reflection moved first. Emery's breath hitched as the image of herself inside the mirror smirked, lifting a hand as if reaching for her. But the movements weren’t hers. The woman in the reflection... her, yet not her... tilted her head in quiet amusement. The golden glow of the mirror intensified, illuminating the fractures beginning to spread across the glass, fine as spiderwebs. Emery stepped forward, an almost uncontrollable pull dragging her in. She lifted a hesitant hand, fingertips hovering inches from the surface. It felt alive. Pulsing beneath her skin like a heartbeat.

Anna’s breath came in shallow gasps as the light slowly dimmed, revealing their surroundings. They stood in a vast, circular chamber unlike anything she had seen before. The Heart of Reflections was a masterpiece of shimmering beauty and menacing energyTowering mirrors lined the walls, each glowing faintly and displaying fragments of countless worlds. The floor beneath their feet sparkled like polished obsidian, etched with glowing runes that pulsed softly, as if alive. But the most striking feature was the massive mirror at the center of the room. It was the largest they had encountered, its surface impossibly smooth and radiating an ominous golden light. The air around it crackled with ene

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I dried my hands on a paper towel and caught my reflection in the mirror above the sink. I looked different. My skin was flushed. My hair was messy. There was a smudge of blood on my cheek. But my eyes. My eyes looked brighter. More alive. And then I saw it. A flash of gold in my irises. Just for a second. Like a spark of lightning. I gasped and leaned closer to the mirror. "Anna?" Ryker asked. "What's wrong?" "My eyes," I whispered. "They just... they glowed." Both Twins moved closer. They were looking at my reflection too.

I look at my reflection on the mirror, now that my black contact lens is removed, my golden eyes feels relaxed. Yes, that is also my secret. Even George didn't know it. I already mentioned my burning eyes during the asteroid incident. This is the result of that burning. My hazel brown eyes turned into golden yellow. Which glows every time I use my power. Honestly, I have no idea if there's some powers inside me that I still not figured out.

I reached my room and slammed the door shut. Inside, I leaned against the wall, breathing hard. My heart raced. My skin was cold. My eyes itched. Too many voices. Too much noise. I stumbled toward the mirror. And I froze. At first glance, my reflection looked the same messy hair, pale cheeks, wide eyes, but then the edges shimmered. For a heartbeat, I saw it. The flicker. Not me. Not fully. My eyes shifted. Once, then again. The brown dissolved into a molten gold, not fully glowing, but lit like something inside me was burning through. For a moment, they turned completely yellow, rimmed in silver. Then they faded.

She could still hear her heart hammering in her ears. "F-Fuck, why am I getting so intimidated by her? How dare that bitch insult me-" she continued cursing her when those golden eyes flashed in her mind. "I am sure her eyes changed color" Saying that she quickly turned around and started scanning the room. "Was that lens or a reflection? But they changed to golden. I saw that." The golden streaks she saw in her blue orbs started haunting her. She couldn't pinpoint it as it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And suddenly, the air between us was too tight and too heavy. I blinked and looked away, turning to face the mirror. The glint of glass pulled me in. The mirror was massive, floor-to-ceiling, framed in brushed gold, it stood like a gate to another lifetime. My reflection stared back: older, harder, but still carrying the same eyes that had once glowed when he touched me.

I wiped my hands on a clean part of my dress and reached up, trying to steady my hands. I carefully, slowly, peeled a lens from Arte's eye. Under it was a lighter blue shade. It felt calming. She stared at me, like she was gauging my reaction. My hands, a little steadier, peeled the second lens away, revealing a swirling golden coloured eye. It was like someone had melted only the best quality gold and used it to colour Arte's eye.

Legion. "It's memory." I blinked. The static cleared. I saw my reflection in his golden eyes. My eyes weren't violet anymore. They were a blinding, solid silver. "And I know how to fix it."