"Alot of people hate to admit when their hurt, not because they fear being weak in itself but rather they couldn't bear having to ask for help, because that's asking someone for something and they fear it makes them needy.
It's so hard for them to speak because those close enough they care to much for to ask of anything and those others they fear wouldn't understand."
THAT is what the mirrors incripted wording said, it was oddly specific...
Quickly the words undid themselves and the pastel 'covering' on the mirrors surface revealing a reflection first then and image.
"I can't say I'm surprised..." the figure hummed a single note thinking out their next move.
They closed and opened their eyes, now to see the other and the chess board on it's fixed station they had taken a short mental break from.
"It's your turn."
"Ofcourse..." they moved their piece in silence, saying where the piece was out loud felt really dumb. The piece was the cheese power house; no other than the queen, now having been moved annoyingly out of attack range and in line with a knight, that was ofcouse unprotected: quite infuriating to their friendly opponent.
"You have an eye for safe an' annoying plays don't ya?"
"Well I wouldn't believe you I'd you said this wasn't one."
The game continued with the playfully taunting and quiet chatter, it was peaceful but only really entertaining to the players.
A mall chuckle escaped the one player who hasn't taken any breaks from his concentration, "check."
The other looked a little disappointed, "I believe your missing a '-mate' there sadly enough..."
"Wouldn't be the first time~"
"Nor will it be the last but today it just might... I have business with the damned mirror again..."
"Well... you better not get yourself so hurt this time.... it took you almost a week to wake up after you got back last time...." the other said only in worry for the first. "Promise you won't let that happen or your not leaving." They said as the doors began to dilude into their frames and the wall itself, windows didn't do the same but both knew it wouldn't matter since they're literaly unbreakable realm pieces.
"Mag...."
"Promise."
They sighed as they stepped over to, the aforementioned, Mag, holding their face in their hands, "please let me go to the mirror... you know I can't promise and you know I can't stay here."
A soft whine escaped Mag, "I'm sorry... I just don't want to see you hurt..."
The other sighs, "I know... but I have to... I'll be careful, I can promise you that."
The doors soon creaked open in the background of the two.
"Thank you~" they almost sang, but before letting Mag's face go a gentle kiss was shares between the two, one of their hands going to hold Meg's.
"I return soon, let the mirror give you hope."
"And let the stars guide your way... do not get lost in the journey."
"You know I can't promise you focus I don't posses!" They joked stepping out of the room and closing the door.
They sigh as they make their way to a room where the mirror in their head sat. "...In to a new journey and towards new people."
