Reflection In A Golden Eye Novels & Stories

“The gold is spreading through your hair and even to your eyes.” I turn to look at myself in the mirror, catching a glimpse of my reflection, and I see what she sees too; she’s right. Golden strands are overpowering my hair, and it’s shining brighter against the dark strands. And my eyes... my eyes have changed too and flecked with a golden hue.

I squeezed them shut, but that only worsened the pain. When I finally forced them open, everything changed. The vision became sharper and clearer. I could see details I had never noticed before, including every crack in the wall, and every grain of dust in the air. The ice-covered stone gleamed like glass, and in it I saw my reflection. My breath hitched. My eyes were no longer their usual gray. They were gold. Omega gold, but not ordinary. They were brighter, and deeper. A molten shade of dark gold with a striking yellow hue swirling within.

It always brought me a sense of calmness and peace. I leaned forward and scooped the river’s water into my palms, drinking greedily. Then, I looked at my reflection. What stared back at me wasn’t the omega they tried to break. It wasn't the disgraced omega they had branded cursed and tried to silence. My hair was wild, tangled with soot and sweat, but my eyes....my eyes glowed faintly with firelight. A molten gold hue swirled within them. There was something ancient in my gaze now. In the way it changed from brown to sharp gold resembling embers.

As the air thickens with silence after his words, and I burst into hysterical laughter. “Ok , ok,...you almost got me,” I said to him, just as his eyes shifted to the small creek by my side, as if urging me to look; I turned and crawled towards the small pond, and when I gazed into it, my stomach drops at the sight of my reflection. I stared back at an uncanny silver-metallic hue that glowed like polished steel crystals in my eyes, and dread filled my entire body as I trembled, tracing my glowing eyes and peeking canines with shaking hands.

Like something inside her had recognized it. Her breath caught. Her fingers trembled. She didn’t notice her reflection in the shattered glass at first. But when she turned, her eyes found it—and froze. Her irises were glowing. Not just red—gold. The edges sparked like embers, wild and wrong. Her skin shimmered faintly, like her body couldn’t decide what it wanted to be. She blinked, hard. It was gone. No. No, that wasn’t real. That didn’t just happen.

I looked at my face on a dirty mirror glass after removing the sheet that was covering it. And the reflection showed something else… The silver white hair was tainted in a glimmering pitch black color, and the once ember eyes the color of the setting sun, turned unto a pair of blood moons like eyes… glistering and piercing like if they were made of polished rubies. The facial features and the body features all remained the same… So that reflection on the wine was not an illusion? But why is my reflection like this? Is it related to me being the Harold of the abyss?

The wolf remained statue-still at the forest's edge while I stood frozen at my window, caught in a staring contest with something that shouldn't exist but undeniably did. Its eyes caught what little light filtered through the clouds, reflecting it back with an intensity that made my chest tighten with recognition I couldn't explain. Golden eyes that held intelligence far beyond any animal I'd ever encountered. Eyes that seemed to see straight through glass and stone and flesh to whatever lay beneath. I knew those eyes. Had seen them in dreams, in the spaces between waking and sleeping, in moments when I'd thought I was losing my grip on sanity entirely. "What are you?" I breathed against the

I smiled, seeing my reflection in the mirror; the adrenaline coursing through my body began to hum, seeing the unnatural glow in my eyes. "Maybe not against a gun!" Rae laughed; I half registered her as I approached the mirror. "Hey, you said you could heal me, remember!" I whispered, tracing my fingers over my eyes in the mirror; my baby blues were gone, replaced with a gorgeous hue that looked like melted gold, shimmering and bold. "Rae.." I asked, somehow knowing she was the answer. Jumping at the sound of the door slamming behind me. The villain was clearly trying to break the door down, and I understood he would get it open soon; we all knew it!

By the time I reached my apartment I was mentally exhausted from trying to process everything. I went straight to the bathroom to wash my face and that's when I saw it. My reflection in the mirror looked normal at first. Same blonde hair, same green eyes, same face I'd seen a thousand times before. But then something shifted. For just a moment, maybe less than a second, my reflection changed. My eyes glowed bright gold like they were lit from within. My teeth lengthened into fangs that looked capable of tearing through flesh and bone. My features became sharper and more predatory.

Zander yelled, “ where the fuck are you running to “ he hissed, running after me. However, I paid no attention to him. I was agitated and frightened even though I wanted to know what was happening to me. I needed to believe in something. That it wasn't all in my head and I wasn’t going crazy. As soon as I got to the stream, I gazed at my reflection in the calm water and saw my eyes were no more sapphire. There was glowing gold. I gasped at my reflection and stepped back. I touched my cheeks with my trembling hand. I was in disbelief and scared to death.