Look Into My Eyes
By
Frost
Oh, Lord. There are two stories which are not relinquishing their hold on my memory cells, despite the fact that I’ve come to terms with them being unfinished works. This is one of them.
"Look Into My Eyes" is a work of art. I really have no other words for it.
Well, okay, I do, but you know, it sounded good. Let me give you a short rundown of the storyline, as far as we have it here, and then I’ll get into convincing you to give it a read despite the fact the author has stopped writing it.
This is a Sci-Fi story. That, in itself, should be enough to adequately show you the depth of admiration I have for writing involved since I *absolutely* do not like sci-fi stuff.
What we have here are Maelstrom (El), the cyber-enhanced assasin for the Shogunata Industries and Anne McKenzie, the world-weary Telepath, learning to trust each other despite the ever-increasing odds against any kind of relationship between them.
The plot is pretty simple, with the exception of a very angsty twist right at the beginning – two women meet, one from the dark corner of the fighting ring, one from the white, and are able to realize that the right battle is always the hardest one to wage. But enough with the cliched imagery.
What I really want to call attention to here is Frost’s writing. Not only has she been able to give incredible depth and color of feeling to these characters, two very distinct voices and personalities, she has also infused bleakness of a future world with language that is as moving as it is descriptive. I was floored when I first started reading this work, and even now, well over two years since, some of the sentences are still very fresh in my mind. And that, m’dears, is saying a lot. I have trouble remembering why I go to the bathroom in the morning, k?
You think Shakespeare had the star-cross’d lovers story down pat? Please. Angst and sexual frustration galore here. Riddle me this – what is green-eyed and blonde, and with telephatic powers strong enough to overwhelm people within a three-mile radius during her sexual release? You might start to gleam the problem with the budding romance between El and Annie, even beyond the whole "I’m bad for you" rap we’re used to.
You know, in the end, if you’re adamant about not reading unfinished stories, well, don’t read this one. However, the beauty of language deployed, the strength of characterization, the instant connection you feel with the characters are all more than worth experiencing, even if not finalized. Not to mention one of the most chilling Callisto characterizations, Uber or Classic, out there.
I’m just… I’m not doing it justice here. Go see for yourself, and then you can berate me for not letting on how truly *good* this story is.