Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror 5

Luckily for them, Stacy's uncle didn't bat an eyelash when they asked him to move the large mirror into her closet. He just pulled it down and showed her how to unhook the back of the mirror so that they could move the parts when she next wanted to move it on her own at a later time. When he had pulled it apart, they found a picture that was pressed between the wood and mirror, Stacy tucking it into her binder with her notes that she had taken about the mirror itself.

The women had all agreed that it was a good thing that the mirror had been hidden out of the way for the moment so they could finish off their semesters and get to winter break. Marilyn had planned heading to her parents house and would be back the day after Christmas. Kendra's and Miranda's family lived in the same city as they were, so they had stayed at the house and gone to their family's home for during the days. Allendra and Brandy had also both stayed, not having the money to visit their parents so they had pitched in for Christmas dinner with Stacy's family.

At least those who were coming in.

Between her thesis project, her finals before winter break started and her job, Brandy had also worked on going through the journals with Stacy. Between the two of them, they had compiled a lot of information and on New Year's Eve, had gathered all of them together to talk about the mirror.

"Okay, so this thing has a long and complicated history," Brandy sighed as she sat up the projector that was hooked up to her computer. Since Stacy's desktop was a newer version, their current projector didn't really like it so they had moved her desktop to use, glad that it was a couple of years old after the college had sold it to her for a good price.

"How complicated are we talkin' about?" Marilyn asked. She plopped down onto the loveseat that they had moved to sit in front of the projection screen that Brandy and Brandy had set up.

"So long and complicated that we had to make a slideshow to explain it with a bullet point presentation instead of details," Brandy drawled. She sat down next to her computer in one of the chairs from the dining room. "So sit down and let us talk. You guys did want to know about this," she said, the rest of the girls getting settled on the various seats. "Okay. I'll let Stacy start this off."

"So the mirror was given to my ancestors. They were the Devilions and they were one of the families that helped form the city as we know. I did some digging into the guy who made the mirror frame and found out that the guy hadn't really liked the head of the family at the time, Leonard Devilion. It was because he had married the woman who the guy had loved," Stacy said. The first picture was a picture of the couple. "His own journal admitted that his 'desires for the frame of a male most often got the best' of him. And that he did have a lover on the side that he loved desperately.

"The marriage only happened because it was expected of her, and seeing that she had to hide her own desires for both male and females, she wasn't going to talk any time soon. Yes, they had children, about four of them total, and they had taught them that love is love, but society is a bitch and that to keep their family safe that they had to hide their love," she said.

They all looked at the picture and noted that the woman was pretty. Slim. Petite almost. With the fact that the picture was a sepia toned picture, they could only guess that her hair was a lighter shade than her husbands. Her husband was quite obviously a very handsome man, built from hard work, broad of shoulder and dark of hair. His face was set into an almost bored look.

"The guy who had made the mirror was later driven out of town for being a suspected witch. He was later lynched in his new town so there's a chance that the decorative bits on the frame hides something that holds energy to it. Or just draws darkness to it," Brandy picked up. She crossed her legs as she tapped to the pictures of the scanned newspaper of the various bad luck bits that had happened to the family.