What Do You Wish For With Those Murky Eyes Novels & Stories

I opened my eyes and blew out the candle while everyone cheered,merrily. “That must have been a very long list of wishes.”He said,softly referring to how long my eyes were closed. I nodded. “What did you wish for?”He asked. I laughed.”It has to be a secret,remember.” He nodded.”Well then,I hope all your wishes for yourself come true.” I grinned. My wish had been more about him,for him to always be happy regardless of anything that happens to us. I hope nothing bad happens to us because I wouldn’t know how to survive without this man.

Still blank. Alaric dipped a brush into the inkpot and wrote his wish slowly, each stroke deliberate. I didn’t peek. He didn’t ask what mine said. I stared at the paper, then at the sky — where the moon glowed like pale eyes, watching. The red one is yet to come up. What do you wish for when you don’t believe you deserve anything? I wrote nothing. Just tied the blank parchment to my lantern and lit the flame at its base. Alaric did the same beside me.

Hence, I returned to Harbor City and taught Grace a lesson. The sycamore tree in my yard, once vibrant, was now wilting. I called every gardener in the city, determined to save it. People thought I was crazy, spending so much on a tree, but I didn’t care. That tree reminded me of her, of everything I’d lost.

Raising my gaze from my table, the images of everyone standing turned into fierce wolves that were ready to pounce on me and tear me into pieces with their sharpened claws staring right at my face. Fear gripped me from my spine to my heart, and before I'd figured out if it was my vision imagining those scenes or if it was truly happening before my face that the others wanted to tear me apart, I felt my body go numb, and the last I remembered was hitting my head on the ground. Slowly, everything.. everyone.. the loud, hoarse voices.. their gazes chimed, and my vision went blurry. Is my wish finally getting granted? Is the ground finally swallowing me just as I've prayed?

Clause desperately grabbed the phone on the ground looking at himself online, livid, disgusting, vile, trampled by people, enjoying it so easily helplessly. Each transparent teardrop silently fell from the black eyes like the night sky, just those eyes did not have a ray of joy, nor sparkle like many other eyes. It was quiet, without a ripple, an eye that understood even the dust of the world. "Will dad not kill me?"

So making a wish was so strange her heart beating so fast. But now that her grandma effortly greet her with the lively smile and...the birthday cake, she have no wish at all but her grandma's own happiness! “I wish for a peaceful like for you, Grandma,” she stated that her Grandma fell to silent. “Why wish for me? You can wish for your own good, Riya...” “Your peace is my own good, Grandma.” She blew the candles to stop her Grandma from doing anything about her wish. Her eyes flickered with light as the candle distinguished. Unknown to her, her eyes illuminate with sudden flame, as if the candle's flame go through her eyes that glow so bright yet she doesn't felt than to blink.

Staring intensely at her with his red eyes, he stretched out his arm even further. "Really, I'm not hungry. Just eat it all.", she tried again. The gaze of the boy wandered to the cold stone ground they were sitting on, his hand sinking down a bit. He bit his lip. Then, finally, he spoke with a small voice. "My wish." "What?", the woman asked, confused. What did he mean with that? What was his wish? The bread lifted again, nearly tapping the woman's mouth. His eyes also tore away from the stone, landing on hers. His white brows were deeply knotted as if deliberating a complicated question. "It is... my wish. That you eat it. To..."

He pushed himself up to meet my gaze, his eyes sparkling with desire. “What?” he asked. “Don't stop,” I replied. A sly smirk crossed his lips, and his eyes glittered with mischief. My eyes remained hooked to the mesmerizing blue of his gaze sucking me in. I couldn't stop looking at them. They were dangerous, those eyes, and they were about to drown me in their ecstatic wonder.

It thought to have reside deep within, spread to who-knows-where after trully materialize into existence. “Bloody,” the plea of voices filled my mind, “gore!” I stumble upon, catching my breath as I cough a mouthful of blood. I wouldn't able to question what's just happen, I merely look through the bottom of his eyes, the deep sorrow and longing was the only thing that keeps me from trying to breath. There's something in that eyes that I couldn't fully understand, a mystery that fell me into unresistable agony. Or was it a desire?

Shining through with a shocking blue I gape at the vertical shape of its irises. As soot begins to flow from the destruction and I nod at the beast as my heart slows in my chest. With a growl large, webbed wings that crash through the walls expand on its back. I fall facedown onto the floor feeling the earth move as its humongous claws leave my vision. A vortex of wind blow through the hall at the beat of its wings as the world goes silent. As my heart takes its last beat I recall all that has come to be in this life. With my final breath I heave one last wish into the world. Forgive me.