Who Is The One Eyed Owl の小説・ストーリー

Its large round eyes, rimmed with black were fixed on me. The owl drew closer to me as I wanted to pick up the bucket and rush inside, its appearance became more apparent at the closeness. Its feathers were soft and fluffy. The beak was hooked and menacing, capable of tearing flesh with ease, its pupils dilated and contracted, as it stared at me. Despite its predatory nature, the owl exuded a sense of calm and wisdom. Its regal posture and serene expression suggested an ancient creature that had seen many things in its lifetime. The white owl seemed almost otherworldly as if it belonged to a world beyond human comprehension.

The fucker didn't even blink. Breaking the staring contest with the owl, I resumed my pace. Under the moonlight, everything was bathed in blue hues. I quickened my steps and then suddenly stopped dead in my tracks. At a little distance ahead of me, I saw two eyes fixated on me. They were glowing bright blue and they were gawking at me. I was unable to see clearly in the dark but I could see the shape of the body attached to said eyes. It was an animal. Dog type. But a big one.

She decided on the latter. He took a deep breath and her palms glowed purple. The summoning seal appeared on the ground and erupted purple light. When it cleared, a beautiful white and brown owl stood there in all its glory with very intelligent pitch black eyes. “You called” the owl spoke and it was a she. “I’m Danny” she introduced herself. “I’m Willow. How can I be of service?” she asked. “Well this is my first time. What do you suggest?” she asked. “I could take you flying or if….”

I whispered. As more wolves started to surround me, I heard a howl unlike the others. It was strong and protective. Looking up, I seen the golden wolf was still fighting but now an even bigger wolf stood over me. A beautiful colour of black with patches of grey. It let out a terrifying growl, making a few of the other wolves back off slightly. As it turned its head slightly, it looked to be looking me up and down and then I noticed something familiar in its eyes. Something I could have sworn I'd seen before.

After a few seconds it appeared and immediately got lost in the ring. "What's going on? Why didn't the star show or tell me anything?" I wondered before I heard someone touching me on my shoulder. "Mother. You are here?"I breathed with relief since I had guessed that something else touched me. "Artie, you need to be extra careful. Some things would seem like the truth yet they aren't what they seem to be."she said. "What do you mean by that mother?" "That's not an ordinary owl. It's a two in one creature, I mean it's partly an owl and a half snake but it's up to it whether it wants to be a complete snake or an owl for a time being."she explained.

Legend had it that white wolves were bearers of peace, power, and prosperity for their packs. Onel, still in his human form, watched Sabina closely, noting the pallor that had overtaken her face. Just as he was about to avert his gaze and shift back, he caught sight of a pair of glowing gold eyes fixated on him. A shiver ran down his spine, for in their kingdom, only one man possessed such striking eyes. "I can't be mistaken," Onel muttered to himself, his voice barely audible. "I only saw him once in a ceremony, but I'm sure that's the Alpha King, Giovanni Del Fierro."

Too slow to be a bird panicking against glass. I froze. My blood turned sharp. Tap. Tap. Tap. It was coming from the window. Tyler didn’t stir. I slipped from bed silently, pulling the curtain aside with careful fingers. An owl sat on the sill. It was huge and silent with eyes dark as obsidian, feathers mottled white and gray like moonlight on water. It didn’t move when it saw me. It simply stared. Between its tightly clutched talons was a cowrie. My heart stopped.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in that dark street. As expected all the players stood rooted in place. Their eyes twitching like they had spotted something scary, probably the monster from before. My heart skipped at that revelation. Stiffly I turned my neck to the direction of their eyes, only to come face to face with a scene that almost caused my eyes to fall off. There they were, a dozen or so half wolf– half owl creature, with human like nose, ears and limbs. ‎Their large red eyes fixated on us with unblinking gaze..

Jamal’s POV The message from the owl arrived under the cloak of night, a messenger of the unseen realms. Its white feathers glowed in the moonlight, and in its beak, it carried a small vial—a vessel containing an otherworldly concoction. The air crackled with arcane energy as the owl descended, talons gripping the edge of my windowsill.

And it was prepared to go on waiting until it found the One. The sunset approached. The white owl waited for only one girl, and there must be no other human on the planet to bear witness. The owl was very old and very wise, but also very grumpy. At last, someone had come along —alone. A ripple of the tension went through the creature, starting at the tip of her tail and ruffling up her feathers. As her heckles stood on end, the owl knew that this was the One. A beautiful young girl. Perfect.