My Dreamwalker

Chapter five

"Hold on a second. Let me check if I heard you correctly. You want me to break a spell? You are kidding me right? What do you think I am?  A Witch?  A voodoo queen? Or how about the princess of the dark arts?" she laughed as she finished talking.

"This is not a joke." he said through clenched jaw.

"What else it could be? Spells and magic. Seriously? "

He stared at her for a moment then he smiled and asked. "Are you saying you think magic is not real?"

"Absolutely"

"Huh. Would you care to explain how come we are in the mirror right now? Or is this just a simple room behind the mirror? A clever trick perhaps?"

"No. But..."

"Or could you please shed some light on how everything and everyone can pass through the mirror but not me? You must know this one, you done it three times already."

"I don't know."

"No. You don't." he said getting serious now "There are many things in this world that you couldn't even imagine to understand. I have been trapped in this glass, at the bottom of the sea from thirty years. So don't tell me that magic is not real, because you are unable to accept or understand what's in right front you. "

"I am sorry." she said all humor left her voice.

"Don't apologize little dark one. I can understand how difficult it is leave behind everything you thought you knew. All I ask you is to be open to the possibilities."

"Okay." she had no other answer. Within last two days only, she has seen things she would have never believed if she hasn't seen it with her own eyes. So rejecting the idea of magic was her one last attempt to cling to the realty that wasn't real anymore.

He was right what does she really know? From now on she would try to be open to the possibilities like he said.

"So how do we break this spell?" she asked with all seriousness.

"This is an ancient greek magic. That means there must be a counter spell written somewhere around the mirror itself. You need to find that counter spell."

"Alright then. Let's do this. But before we begin, could you please tell me your name Oh wise one." she said mockingly.

He grinned at her quip before saying "I like the sound of it, but my name is Cinyras "

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Keira has been searching for hours with no luck. She examined every inch of the frame carefully. Twice. Then suggested that she should search behind it which he refused to even to consider.

First of all no matter how determined she was,  the mirror was too heavy for her. One little slip on her part would shatter the glass.

The wall clock showed it was already midnight and they were loosing precious time.

He paced in side while she sat cross-legged outside staring at him. Her eyes roamed around the frame thinking and discarding ideas, while admiring the craftsmanship of the spell caster too.

One moment it looked like a normal mirror when Cinyras was farther away inside, but when he was close to the surface the mirror becomes see through. Only the frame remains the same.

She kept staring as Cinyras appeared and disappeared as he paced in that small pace. It was like magic. Bloody hell It was magic.

She felt like a fairytale princess. What if Cinyras was a genie. Sent to her by her fairy godmother to fulfill her wishes, when she frees him from the mirror.