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୧‿̩͙ ˖︵ ꕀ⠀ ♱⠀ ꕀ ︵˖ ‿̩͙୨
Ah, my lovely mistress,
A mirror appears in a burst of flames. Its mirror was as green as the auroras in the wintery night sky and the frame as dark as the abyss. Giving off an eerie aura it stood their in the middle of a room full of mirrors.
The noble and beautiful flower of evil,
You are the most beautiful, number one in this world.
Mirror, mirror on the wall who's the most......
".....beautiful of them all." whispered a voice, as if coming from the heavens above.
For thee, brought by the mirror of darkness,
Follow thy heart and take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror.
A hand appeared in the middle of the mirror, reaching out its fingers, as if trying to grab something.
Flames that turn stars in to ashes,
Ice that imprisons even time,
Magic that transcends time.
Fire starts ablaze in the mirror's reflection, reflecting a green light from it.
Don't be afraid of the power of darkness,
Come on now and show your worth to the world.
The room of mirrors started to fade into the distance, the only thing left was the mirror.
Mine, theirs and yours,
There's only little time for us left.
Do not let go of the hand, at any cost.
The mirror starts to illuminate in the dark, brighter and brighter. Then it bursts into green sparks, letting the darkness once again consume the dream.
