Y/n's descent was swift. She forgot her name, her past, and the faces of loved ones. The mirror consumed her memories, leaving only hunger. She wandered Ravenwood, whispering ancient incantations, her touch draining life from the living.
One moonless night, she stood before the mirror, her reflection merging with the abyss. “What am I?”
The doppelgänger laughed—a chorus of lost souls. “You are everything and nothing. A vessel for our hunger.”
And so, y/n became the mirror—a portal to realms beyond, a collector of souls. Her reflection now lures unsuspecting wanderers, promising power and beauty. But those who gaze too long lose themselves, their essence forever trapped in the glass.
And if you visit “Eternal Curiosities,” beware the mirror—the whispering abyss that hungers for your soul.
Remember, dear reader, some curiosities are better left unexplored.
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"THE WHISPERS OF MIRRORS" KTH FF ✅️
Fantasyit is a story of an extraordinary mirror. all the characters and things in this story are fictional. I hope you'll like the story. so, without any late just into the story.
