The figure brought Dillan to meet his king. It was just a bigger version of the other figures. When it looked at Dillan, it seemed to recognize him. Something clicked in Dillan's head. That was the figure he always looked at. It was a king, ruling over hundreds of subjects. It handed Dillan a mirror, so he could go home. Dillan was unsatisfied. There was just so much he didn't see. Without thinking, he bolted towards the exit leaving behind any thoughts of returning home.
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Two sides of the same flower
FantasyA tale of a young boy who finds life beyond a mirror.
