The Crystal Mirror [PHANFICTION]

Chapter 3: Trapped in the Crystal Mirror

This is the moment I've been waiting to write!

Enjoy! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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I open my eyes and all I see is darkness...

I usually have my curtains open when my rooms dark so I don't trip when I have to use the bathroom...

But I litrally see nothing...

I move my head around and realize that I'm already standing up and fully clothed...

That's creepy...

I look around this void-like place watching the endless black turn into more black until...

I see some bright light coming out of the corner of my eye. I turn I see...

A mirror? I squint my eyes towards the light as I walk toward the strange glowing object...

The mirror is large and rectangular and the frame is made out of blue and purple crystals... Like my drawing...

Like my...

I picked up my crystal that was somehow around my neck and notice its the EXACT same colors and everything...

And is glowing just as bright as the light emitting from the mirror...

I stop walking as I finally notice a hunched over figure sitting on the ground directly in front of the mirror... Or wait it's not in front...

It's INSIDE the mirror?!?

I cautiously stared at the being on the ground and noticed it's steady breathing...

"Hello?" I quietly asked, scared of what was going to face me...

The being sitting on the ground's head perked up and it straightened it's posture...

"I'm sorry for slouching! Please don't tell my father-..." He responded back, his voice ringing in my ears... sounding familiar...

The being stood up and turned around towards me, panic across his face... But then it slowly faded... I locked eyes with him and...

'He's... so gorgeous.' I thought as I stare at this perfect man...

His snow white skin contrasted with his black hair (that had a blue shine to it) and was cut into a fringe like mine but combed the opposite way... His sharp jawline could cut diamonds it's so perfect and his eyes, oh his eyes were as blue and bright as a sunny afternoon sky...

My heart was racing and I'm pretty sure I was blushing as hard as a tomato at this man's beauty... I could stare at him forever...

Is he blushing too?...

"I.. I... um...uh" I tried to speak but my mouth was too busy drooling over this guy...

"Umm uh... hi there..." He tried to reply back. This is way too awkward...

"I mean, good day to you young sir, I am Prince Phillip of the Lester kingdom," he says in a noble voice and bows to me awkwardly, trying to keep eye contact, " and who might you be?..." he asks rising form his bow...

As he says that, I notice what he's wearing. He is wearing a jacket-like top buttoned all the way up and it's the same color of his eyes, white gloves, white sash, black dress shoes and some tight black pants that a prince shouldn't be wearing...