Tears In The Eyes Of A Dying Person Novels & Stories

They remained like that, as he began dying slowly, but she suddenly screamed and pulled out the dagger from his heart, making him cough out more blood as his golden eyes began fading and turning into a blue one. The dagger which was glued to her hands now fell to the floor, while she covered her mouth with her two hands as she slowly walked away from him with her hands covered in blood as tears ran down her face, she had killed someone. She tried to talk as she watched the man In Front of her dying, but she couldn't form any word, all she could do was fall to the ground in devastation as she watched the eyes of the man turn blue before it closed and he went limp.

In the final analysis, there was nothing she could do about it. At midnight, it was still raining. Jason’s mother-in-law died. Before she died, her eyes were fixed on Jason. It was said that in a person's life, when he or she was dying, he or she would most likely remember what had happened when he or she was alive. Looking at his mother-in-law's eyes, Jason felt inexplicably sad and did not say anything. It was just a look.

he replied. “Please, please, I am dying” I called out in a sober voice. “It’s a lie. You are not dying. You are only seeing things and getting strong. No one dies around me until I say it’s time” he responded and giggled. Finally he lifted his body and looked into my eyes. Tears laid marks on my cheeks and my eyes filled with sour expressions.

His eyes are on the beautiful sight infront of him , but he is not looking at it or admiring it . His face is emotionless , pale , shrink in weakness , eyes has dark circles , while his lips are dry and dead skin is covering them .. giving them more rough and dry look . His blue eyes are shining due to lights reflection but they are looking dead .. his eyes are filled in longing for something or someone. His mind is occupied in his ex-wife's thoughts ... flashback of his past flashing in his dead eyes . A tear slipped out from his left eye but he didn't broke down in sobs .

Or so I had always believed. "And…” I continued, my voice trembling slightly as I pushed through the wave of emotions, "When I… when I died… you cried for me. I remember seeing your face. Why did you cry, Alaric? Why did you cry for me?!” The memory was vivid, sharp, and painful. His distraught face, the tears streaming down his cheeks as he held my lifeless body. He flinched, his eyes clouding over with a sorrow so profound it stole my breath. He looked away, his gaze fixed on some distant point in the sterile hospital corridor, as if reliving that horrific moment. His hands, still clasped in his lap, trembled.

he said, taking another breath in as he looked into the caring eyes of the Ambassador. Eliezer nodded as his eyes became blurry with tears. "Of course," he muttered with heartfelt courtesy. "Thank you," he whispered again, and his face faded to a wanton pale as the light left him and his eyes glazed over with deadness. Gregory's head fell lifeless to the stony ground at the time when Eliezer felt his hand go limp, and he shut the eyes of the dead man gently with tears falling as he cried. 'Why? Gregory, why?'

Tears are spilling out of my eyes, my throat releasing uncontrollable painful sobs. "Just kill me instead," I whispered as I continue to pant for air. He chuckled and looked at me. "Baby girl, where's the fun in that? I'll tell you what. This is what will happen once you die. Your parents' bodies on the floor with pools of their own blood. Who knows where it might happen? On the street? In their own homes? It's a mystery. But the 'go' signal is on you. Understand that?" "But you love daddy and mommy too much to let them die because of you, right? Poor baby." He taunted and chuckled darkly. He caressed my hair. "I have you wrapped on this finger of mine. So small, so easy to crush."

I can't do this anymore! I can't watch her slowly dwindle away just like her! If she only knew how my heart breaks into pieces everytime my eyes lay upon her. Seeing the light leaving her beautiful eyes. The vibrant artic blue that was once there, now fading into a smokey navy blue. Everything is happening the same way it did with her. I can't stay with her and watch as history repeats itself! I won't stand by and watch another person I love more then anything in this world be taken away from me again!

Tears blurred her vision. “I told you…” she choked. “…you don’t get to die for me!” But the immortal only looked at her one last time. And the light began to consume him.

He died after ten days of struggle. He didn't speak much at his last moments because at the age of forty-five his eyes were behaving of a hundred years. Like he was done with everything, as didn't want to fight anymore. But still, those penetrating eyes said those things which he never needed to say. To do all the things from Florida to Manhattan." I was trying to console my tears but I couldn't because I was lost of words, I was lost of everything. I felt like the poorest person in the world. And a shred of tears was started blowing out of my eyes like the ocean's water.