You know, I used to want blue eyes. I used to think My brown skin, hair and eyes made Me average. Like they made Me unimpressive or particularly unique. As blue was My favorite color, I wanted deep blue eyes. Thought it would make them more enchanting and magical, even before fully learning hypnosis.
It took quite a while but I came to appreciate just how pretty My eyes truly are. I continued to observe how My eyes looked, how they changed in different lighting. How they could be both dark and bright. Endless and reflective. How striking they could be.
How other people picked up on these things as well, and often told Me how My eyes were alluring.
In the sunlight, little bits of golden brown shine and My eyes almost act
like a mirror, reflecting the light. My favorite image is where My eyes are reflecting the sky above Me, making them seem heavenly and ethereal.
Other times they seem dark, almost black. Endless and deep. Sometimes I challenge people to find where My iris ends and My pupil begins to have them look deeper into My eyes.
This line between being almost black and still a warm brown made them flexible, unique. Caused people to feel captivated in different ways by My eyes. I noticed it more and more. Sometimes I would be talking with a subject on video chat and just by looking in My eyes they would start to slip away into mindlessness.
I could feel the power behind My eyes. How they drew people in, warm and inviting yet still mysterious and endless. How striking they were. How slowly meeting My gaze emphasized just how striking they were. How much control they can wield over those who choose to submit.
Always enchanting, always like an alluring spell, difficult to look away from. Easy to get lost in. Easy to slip into, observing every detail for hours.
Now I don't wish My eyes were blue anymore. I adore My eyes and how magical they seem. How they appear ordinary but a deeper look shows an allure you just can't look away from. They are a part of Me, I wouldn't change them for anything.