Wounded Third Eye Blind Lyrics Novels & Stories

'Hush I know they said the end is near But I'm still on my tallest tiptoes Spinning in my highest heels, love Shining just for you. ' When the song ended, the car stopped. When I look outside the window, my brows furrowed in confusion when I can only see darkness outside. "Do you mind if I blindfold you?" Zie asked weakly but enough for me to hear. "What? Why would you blindfold me?" I asked in astonishment. "Don't worry baby, just trust me okay?" Zie said, his eyes full of different expressions.

I cried out again, giving everything I had left, and soon another piercing cry echoed through the room. But before I could fully catch my breath, the doctor’s voice came once more, laced with astonishment. “There’s a third.” “Three?” I gasped, tears streaming down my face. “You can do this, Lyra,” Luna Mara reassured me, her grip on my hand steady. Summoning every ounce of strength, I bore down one final time. The room seemed to still as the third cry joined the others, a chorus of life that filled every corner of the space.

Lunar ink runs down my sleeves in the shapes of moons and constellations that no longer exist. I wear no crown, yet I have outlived kings. I have not seen the mortal world with these eyes for more than forty years. They are white and sightless—yet they see too much. Places beyond the veil. Flames that burn backwards through time. Wolves long dead still howling in the marrow of my soul. And tonight, these eyes cry. I kneel at the altar, my spine bent beneath the weight of the gods. My hands shake above the ceremonial basin, palms split and bleeding where my nails dug in during the vision. My breath is shallow, as though the air itself resists entering my lungs.

Sitting in the dark all night fighting shadows And the urge to call you up, hits me like an arrow It ain’t the whisky talking Or the loneliness I’m feeling It’s the memories of the little things That keep me from healing I stopped strumming and singing as soon as my eyes were flashed by a light. “Oh we’re sorry.” I covered my eyes with the back of my hand until I felt the light off of my face which allowed me to lock my eyes on three ladies standing right before me. The one with a shoulder length hair quickly adds, “We didn’t mean to flash our light at your face like that.”

I heard the Isa shout I tried to step on the one next to me but something sharp pierced my arm which I knew was a needle, my vision gradually blurred until my eyes slowly closed and then I lost consciousness _______________ Aykafaye❤️❤️ ******* Vote Follow Comment

So open your eyes and see The way our horizons meet And all of the lights will lead Into the night with me And I know these scars will bleed But both of our hearts believe All of these stars will guide us home... ---------_--------------------+++++------------+++++++++

he walks away Damn his oceans eyes Billie Eilish song began to play in my head as he sadly walked away I've been watchin' you for some time Can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes Burning cities and napalm skies Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes Your ocean eyes No fair You really know how to make me cry When you gimme those ocean eyes I'm scared I've never fallen from quite this high Fallin' into your ocean eyes Those ocean eyes I've been walkin' through a world gone blind Can't stop thinkin' of your diamond mind Careful creature made friends with time

" I try to concentrate and see a Blaze figure in my head. I try to find out what Blaze sees right now...where his whereabouts...and what is how condition. I closed my eyes and concentrate harder...what I See .. is the same as what Blaze see .... And Blaze is seeing.. 'What the F.....!'

Images flash behind my eyes. Three men. Cruel faces. Cruel hands. Cruel words. "Let's see what a war-wolf's pussy tastes like." I feel it again. The rage. The white-hot fury that consumed me. Pain in my head. A blinding light. And then—nothing. I see it now. I see the light fading. I see my hands—no, my paws—covered in blood. I see the men on the ground. Torn apart. Dead.

Isadora was with the security guard in the mansion waiting for her mother as usual, Just then Liam caught sight of her, he was holding a ball and he walked up to her. "Who's there?". Isadora asked knowing fully well someone was standing in front of her. She used her hands to try to search for the person, but Liam pushed back."Andrew, is that you?". "So, is true that you are blind".Liam said and Isadora sighed hearing the voice. "Oh, Liam, it's you, but why didn't you say anything?". "I wanted to know if truly we are blind". "As you can see, I am".She smiles.