Whose gaze?
Portuguese version below.
Every day he woke up with the feeling that he wasn't in touch with reality. It was as if, day after day, he lived a dream that gradually intoxicated him with illusions. Sometimes, when he closed his eyes, he heard sounds in his mental screen that were not part of his routine. Laughter, breaths, music.
He struggled to see faces when he delved into himself, but with some effort, he could see a gaze. Brown eyes that seemed like his own when he stared at the reflection in the river. He felt that if he looked a little longer into his own eyes, he could transport himself to the true reality. However, he never met the true owner of that gaze, nor did he transfer to another plane; nothing happened.
Made by the AI Bing.
He felt alone, even though he was always in company. His friends were always nearby, calling him to run and hunt. He liked being around them, enjoyed those outings; however, even when it was very fun, melancholy would reel him back in, as if to remind him that he didn't belong to the situation that presented itself.
The best days were when he found campfires burning at night, near walnut trees. The smell of burning nutmeg was his favorite. It intrigued him to find this perfect combination while walking through the forest, as it was a rare occurrence, but when it happened, he felt like the universe was sending him a gift.
While howling with closed eyes, he also saw those brown eyes staring at him. In those moments, it was agonizing for him to be a wolf.
Not far away, inside a cabin, a man stared fixedly at the mirror, questioning whose gaze that was.
Made by the AI Bing.
Portuguese
Todos os dias ele acordava com a sensação de que não estava dentro da realidade. Era como se dia após dia, ele vivesse um sonho que aos poucos ia o embriagando de ilusões. Às vezes, quando fechava os olhos, em sua tela mental escutava sons que não faziam parte de sua rotina. Risadas, respirações, músicas.
Tinha dificuldade de ver rostos quando mergulhava dentro de si mesmo, mas conseguia com algum esforço ver um olhar. Olhos castanhos que pareciam os seus quando se encarava no reflexo do rio. Sentia que se olhasse mais um pouco para os seus próprios olhos, poderia se transportar para a verdadeira realidade. Mas, ele nunca conheceu o verdadeiro dono daquele olhar, nem se transferiu para outro plano, nada aconteceu.
Made by the AI Bing.
Se sentia sozinho, embora estivesse sempre em companhia. Seus amigos estavam sempre por perto o chamando para correr e caçar. Ele gostava de estar perto deles, gostava de fazer aqueles passeios, no entanto, mesmo quando era muito divertido, a melancolia o pescava de volta, como que para lembrar-lhe que ele não pertencia a aquela situação que se apresentava.
Os melhores dias, eram os que encontrava fogueiras acesas a noite, perto de nogueiras. Pois o cheiro da noz moscada queimando ao fogo era o seu favorito. O deixava intrigado encontrar essa combinação perfeita enquanto caminhava pela floresta, pois era algo raro de acontecer, mas quando acontecia, sentia que o universo lhe mandava um presente.
Ao uivar de olhos fechados ele também enxergava aqueles olhos castanhos o encarando. Nesses momentos, era angustiante para ele ser um lobo.
Não tão longe dali, dentro de uma cabana, um homem olhava fixamente para o espelho se questionando de quem era aquele olhar.
Made by the AI Bing.
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This is a very interesting story that suggests the conversion of a man into a wolf or vice versa. The unsettling emotions are resolved by the end of the story. However, we are left wanting to know how what we are reading is possible. Perhaps a little more development in the story and in the characters and the way the mystery will be unravelled could leave the reader completely satisfied. We suggest you check the community home page to be aware of the community rules. One of those rules calls for stories to be at least 350 words. What we will want is for writers to develop the elements of the stories well, the dialogue, the settings, the actions. We look forward to hearing more of your stories, @aiuna.
Thanks for letting me know, this 350 word rule has really gone unnoticed! I'll try my best to get everything right in the next story.
I loved it. Simple and delicious
Thank you!
Thank you!
This is a very intriguing composition. It has a conundrum between the wolf and the man who seem to be connected in some way. I think the story needs a longer resolution that explains what this connection is and how does it affects both wolf and man. I enjoyed what I read and was curious to find out more :)
Thank you! Other people also missed more; it's a pity that one of the community rules is not being able to write chapters, haha. In the next story, I will make it better (:
Excellent. It's an intriguing idea. Good luck!
I couldn't help but take your story to the human level and its eternal search for 'who I am'. We can spend our entire lives trying to decipher what is behind the eyes.
Thanks for sharing.
Good day.
I think that you arrived at the right point... The essence of the story is also about that. Thank you! (:
You are very talented, I'm glad you found a home here :) @jayna and the rest of the Inkwell team helped me a lot with my writing, and I'm sure they will do the same for you
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Thank you very much friend! I'm happy to have found this community where I can let my imagination create.
I'm glad you did too :)
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