When His Eye Opened Novels & Stories

His face displayed a mixture of pain and agony. Vivienne couldn't help but approach him, placing her hand on his face. His body suddenly jolted, and then as if sensing her presence, his trembling eyelashes quivered, slowly opening his eyes. His once empty eyes were now filled with redness, and his jet-black pupils, though directed at her, seemed unfocused. "Vivi! Vivi!" he suddenly called out her name urgently. His hand, reaching out from beneath the blanket, firmly grasped her wrist.

Suddenly, my eyes snapped open. “I found her!”

I sighed in relief when I sighted the healer's room, I walked forward and collapsed into the empty chair, closing my eyes. The healer rushed over immediately asking me how I felt. My eyelids were really heavy, the last thing I remembered was being told to close them, and I obeyed my orders. ********* When I woke up the first thing I did was to open my eyes. I gasped loudly as soon as I opened them, they hurt badly, like I got hit in the eye with a hammer. The only bright spot in this hellhole is that I am no longer blinded by pain, instead, I can see everything clearly.

Lancelot opened his eyes. And I, for a second, thought there might still be time.

Less than a minute later, Alex's voice came again: "Open your eyes!" Uri opened his eyes and Alex let go of him as well.

I watched his face as he closed his eyes and folded his first two fingers. What’s this guy doing? He was still and seemed he wasn’t even breathing and it got me startled. Everywhere starts to heat... Heavens; what’s happening??? Next, he snapped his eyes open breathing heavily... He looked gobsmacked. “S…sir” I called and tried asking if he needed some water. "She’s here" "Huh" "No, They are here" He said with his eyes wide open, shining like they wanted to pop out. What’s he talking about?

I felt like throwing a tantrum over those silly words, but I still couldn’t open my mouth; it felt glued shut with an unbreakable force. “Yes, my sweet mum is awake,” he said, his voice sounding emotional. No way; I need to find out what's going on. I tried again, gradually opening one eye despite the sudden brightness that shone through it. That was it. I successfully opened both eyes partially. A white-coated frame like a cloud greeted my sight, and for a moment, I felt as if I were in the midst of clouds. “Mum,” he called out again. I squinted to see his beaming face with a smile, the one I had longed for in the darkness, and a lone tear fell from my eye.

But I believed he was not some gruesome looking person before all these injuries had been inflicted on him. He twitched some more, and I saw his eyelashes flutter a little. A plume rose up in the air, turning into a cloud of smoke, the dying embers crackling and sputtering out in a moment. The man took a few deep breaths suddenly, as if the air around him did not contain enough oxygen. And then his eyes flew open. I took a step back to see the eyes…or whatever that was. There was no iris nor pupil. Everything inside was pitch black.

A man whose face I shall not remember long after I've opened my eyes. CHAPTER 1

He asked in a smoky husky voice, his eyes still closed. I gasped in shock as his eyelids fluttered open, those steel-like orbs were fixated on me