The mirror

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He watched his own damn reflection every damn time he looked into this mirror. His reflection always stared back at him. Mimicking his every move and looking exactly like him. He growled and sat down on his thorne. He already knew the truth.
There was no chance to see a sign of her. 
"Hello there, Lucy." The voice of his old friend Sensie chirped happily as he entered the room.
He didn't say anything. He only stared at the mirror in front of him.
Sensie sighed. He was already aware of what was happening.
"Look, I know you miss her... but it will take time to free her." 
Angered he stoop up and shouted, "I know!"
He calmed himself down for a few moments. "I know that... I just wish I could shatter this damn mirror to free her. But this wouldn't work."
He sat down and closed his eyes.
"Did she ever do something forbidden?" he asked. "She was your lover. So..." Sensie started but soon earned a growl from his friend. "She is my lover is what you meant." 
"Exactly. But you know what I'm talking about..." 
Lucy nooded. 
"She still didn't deserve to be locked up inside the piggsy dimension"
"True. But it still all ended up like this."
Lucy didn't say anything. He only countined to stare at his own reflection. He knew that this wasn't possible, but he thought for just one moment to see the warm amber eyes of his wife staring back at him.

It was his imagination.

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