Lifeless Eyes Novels & Stories

Dark. Silent. Parang biglang nawala lahat ng ingay ng mundo. When Cassandra opened her eyes, wala na ang halimaw, wala na ang apoy, wala na rin ang yumanig na lupa. Ang bumungad lang sa kanya ay isang endless na kalawakan na kulay abo, parang limbo na walang hangganan. Wala siyang maramdamang hangin, wala ring amoy ng usok o abo. Para siyang nakalutang sa isang lugar na hindi kabilang sa buhay, pero hindi rin kabilang sa death.

He doesn’t deserve her, not even the tip of her hair. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As I looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her but she let K

Nanghihina at tila unti unting naubos ang kanyang Lakas at tila nawawalan na ng pag-asang mabuhay, bumigat ang talokap ng kanyang mga mata at bigla na lamang nagdilim ang kanyang paningin. Hindi niya alam kung ilang oras na siyang nakatulog sa pag-aakalang sinimulan na nila ang kakila-kilabot na plano sa kanya, a Burst tears drop from her eyes ayaw na niya'ng magmulat ng mata. Ayaw niya'ng masaksihan Kong paano siya pagsamantalahan sa mga tauhan ni Vladimir gusto na lang niya'ng matulog habang buhay. Pigil ang kanyang hininga ng makarinig siya ng kalabog at tila subrang tahimik ng lugar. Agad dumilat ang kanyang mata ng maramdaman ang familiar na Labi na nagpagising sa kanya ng tuluyan.

I am living with his legacies and I would forever treasure that. In him, I saw eyes. Eyes of truth and justice. Eyes that saw mirrors of reality. Eye that saw myself. Eye that saw everyone. Eye that saw you. "Do you think it's really over now, Leighton?" Bigla akong napatingin kay tita Sahara matapos niya iyong sabihin sa akin. Napakunot ang noo ko. "W-What do you mean?" She heaved a sigh. "You think we really cut the roots? Do you think we really hit the eye?" she continued, looking at me in the eyes.

Nag-aalala nitong tanong at inispeksyon ang kamay nitong bumasag sa vase. Napairap na lang ako at hindi sinasadyang magtama ang mga mata naming dalawa. His eyes is already intense golden-yellow now and he is looking at me intently. And while looking at his eyes, I saw guilt, anger, jealousy, pain, and loneliness in his eyes but I remained on my position.

His presence screams power and his calmness seems dangerous. Habang naka tingin ako sa kanya ay naramdaman niya atang nakatitig ako sa kanya kaya lumingon siya saakin. His lifeless eyes met mine, we locked eyes and I felt shivers down to my spines and this is not good. That lifeless pair of cold brown eyes are like a syringe with anesthesia that injected throughout my body, now I feel numb! I can compare his eyes with a tranquility land, calm yet very dangerous.

Nasa gitna ng kila Heart at Patrica ang lapida ng lola nila. Sa ngayon ay hindi tuluyang nareresolba ang kaso ni Heart pero base sa mga reaksiyong nakikita ko ay masaya na sila kung nasaan sila. Masaya na silang magkakasama. Napakadaya lang na mas nauna pa silang matanggap pagkawala nila kaysa sa akin na mas matagal nang nawala. Seeing them will forever remind me that life is so unfair. They also made me keep in mind that we should be careful on who we trust for they can make us feel LIFELESS.

"I just want you to be comfortable. Iyong hindi ka mahihirapan sa araw-araw mong routine." "Ako ang nahihirapan sa 'yo dahil hindi mo nakikita ang ganda ng mundo." Natigilan si Dustin pagkuwa'y nagsalita ulit. "If you were to choose. Is it okay to live without legs or eyes?" I frowned. "I can live without legs, but I can't live without my eyes, Dustin. You know why? I still want to see and appreciate the beauty of everything. Gusto ko pa ring makita 'yong iba't-ibang kulay ng mga bagay, 'yong eskpresyon ng mga tao kapag masaya sila, malungkot, o kahit galit sa pamamagitan ng mga mata nila. I want to see the faces of the people who loves me."

Damn this alak! How can a man like him fly me to heaven just by doing nothing? How the hell can this delicious-looking man drown me with his mangrove-colored eyes? Ang dumi-dumi tingnan ng mga mata niya, but I am rather coming clean marahil sa mga iniisip ko. His eyes… Pale green like swamp waters. The surface is impenetrable, like the way he stares at me. But they are nature. He is nature. Calming in a deep sense. Comforting in an intoxicating way.

I ignored it. Hinablot ko ang buhok ng babaeng nagsabing patay na si Efraim. Kitang-kita ko ang pagka irita ng mukha niya nang hilain ko ang buhok niya. Pero nang mapaharap siya sa akin ay nanlaki ang mata niya at punong-puno na ito ng takot ngayon. I can see the tears from the side of her eyes. Any death wish?