Toad Sage Eyes Novels & Stories

Then, slowly, Sage’s eyes flickered open. Golden-green met my amber eyes. And just like that, everything between us reignited. My breath caught. The air crackled between us, heavy and thick. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Sage blinked slowly, his expression unreadable as he took me in. His eyes, though exhausted, still held that same intensity—that same raw dominance that had once commanded entire packs. Only now, there was something else. A broken aura surrounded him. His gaze traced over my face, over every little detail, as if he was trying to remember. Trying to believe.

I urge Vera as she helps to usher Sage in. Sage moves along, her deformed hands sweeping around the walls of stone to steady herself. At her age, the descent from high areas in the forest where she resides in a tiny cottage is dangerous, but she came anyway. She always does when the pack needs it. "How many now?" Sage asks, her blind eyes perceiving everything though they are veiled over. "Seven with active symptoms," I inform her grimly. "Three more with minor episodes. And it's spreading." Sage nods, as if she had expected this. She kneels beside Mack first, her knotted hands hovering over his lifeless body without touching him. Her lips shape a wordless spell, as she utters words in anoth

It leaves scars in the mind that no balm can ever remove. Sean was already standing by the partition wall when I looked up. I could tell through his soft gaze that he heard a lot of what I said. He slowly walked towards me, keeping my eyes in his gaze. My tears ran faster when I felt his sympathy in that expression, making me throw myself right away into his arms.

Skye’s face paled immediately. I doubted my complexion had changed much, but my eyes were round and glassy as I stared off into the pots of herbs. I read the label on the green sage to myself, over and over, until the words no longer looked like words to me, and the letters no longer looked like letters.

"So this is the place huh." The duo stopped right before a wide and expansive fog. This fog was capacious and covered a great deal of land. It robbed the vision of all who beheld it, making sure that none saw what it was hiding. Yet the eyes of the two didn't register the problematic fog. Thor's eyes that were now as white as lightning easily saw through the fog, and Forseti was no different. Unlike Thor, his eyes weren't white. They were golden yellow. His pair of pupils were displaying a colour vastly different to his natural eye colour. It was a gift from his father- the eyes of light. These were eyes that saw through all illusions, much less a pesky little fog. But it was through these e

Sage laughed as she hugs Lia and Lia turned to ashes. "Lia！"I cried out and made my third eye visible to Sage. "No" Sage screamed as her skin slowly dried up. Sage-dried skeleton clattered on the floor. Thomas's gangs shot me continuously and I made my third eye visible to them. They screamed as they rot and some fled "No, Lia. You can't leave me."I wept as I walked toward Lia's ashes. Lisa winced in pain as she touched her forehead and walked toward me "We can get Lia's life back through the ashes ."Lisa cooed as she pats my shoulder.

I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized. When my eyes went to my brother, he was very beautiful in a fancy navy blue and gold suit. His golden locks identical to mine were messy but still beautiful, and his eyes were as beautiful as rubies under the sunlight. He nodded to me while sitting in a taller chair than the one I was in. I looked at the materials they gave me and held the thin brush with black paint, then I began.

As if my hands was hit, the glass fell off smashing on the ground. “ Who are you? Sage or Lisa?” there was fears in my eyes, but I didn’t sound as though my heart was in my mouth. “ Haha.. I love the way our resemblance makes you confuse,” she laughed. “ Look directly into my eyes, you could tell the differences.” she said, giving me a clue. Lisa has chestnut brown eyes, I saw that the last time before Alisa died. The eyes standing in front of me was coffee brown eyes, then I could tell it was Sage.. She seemed a lot powerful like the witch her sister, I could sense it over her.

One of the men said and after he finished, he removed his mask revealing tame black hair which were soft and in shinny waves, his bright green eyes pierced around and his strong jaw line and cheekbones complimented the rest of his body. Sage slumped to the ground making no move to get water or clean up, it bothered me that she wasn’t moving and seemed unbothered. I crouched in front of her and stared in her eyes as i watched her movement but she reamined still. I tunred around around to inspect the environment, there was a tree line few feet ahead, it was lined neatly and there was a much larger extension that reached back and far into the unknown, the top of the trees were lightly covered i

His eyes were closed, too heavy to open. The Seer sat down next to him, He focused intensely, his eyes shining with concentration. His hands moved skillfully, crushing herbs into a thick paste. He looked calm, but he was actually very afraid. "Hold me," he whispered, fixing his eyes on Sage's face, searching for any flicker of life. "You've come too far to give up now."