“The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious
but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.”
but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
These words come from a set of inspiring eyes which unfortunately, I could not justify enough here. Eyes are my topic of interest and I can go about writing a couple of pages. But, 100 words is a challenge for sure!
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She
Google’d his name a month later to see what she had thoughtlessly declined.
As
the page loaded, guilt flooded the pail of her heart. There was something in
that perfectly sculpted frame that seized her soul – his stunning brown eyes. They
revealed a mischievous innocence, seasoned with warmth, filled with dreams. She
wanted to fit herself in the mould of his expectations, an emotion never felt
before.
As
she built castles of her future, her eyes fell on his ‘ring’. Heart-broken, she
locked his honey-dipped eyes in her memory forever.
“You
have beautiful eyes, Anand” she muttered with regret.
This post is a part of 100 Words On Saturday 12 Prompt : Beautiful Eyes