I was able to establish contact with the mirror world through a mirror in Britain's room. London showed it to me. Apparently, UK talked to his alternate self a lot. The nations in the mirror world have disappeared too. I'm really worried at this point, and the other Ottawa seemed to be, too. We decided to use human names instead. She goes by Annabel. Annabel and Amber. It has a nice ring to it. Annabel's hair is straight and black, and her skin is pale, unlike the tan I have. Her eyes are sharp and dark, steely blue, but have a hint of warmth if you look closely. Colours aside, we look identical. I suppose that's to be expected. We are both Ottawa, after all.
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Ottawa's Journal (Earth 905)
FanfictionA story about countries, capitals, mirrors, lost memories, and alternate universes.
