Deceiving Reflections

Deceiving Reflections

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We fake emotions and Mirrors fake reality. --- She caught sight of a small paper fallen just beside the mirror. She bent low to take a look at the paper. It was papyrus- the old type in which ancient scripts were written. Was she going to die the traditional way? There was a certain type of script written on the paper. She knew it all too well. Her parents had taught her the script all her existence. It read "No don't you worry this ain't a game You are misunderstood, death isn't the same Read this aloud, you'd know where you lie Do this and you won't have to die 'Take me away, oh shall you, the winds? Far far away in the land of the odds.'" As soon as she read whatever was written in the papyrus creepy paper, gush of winds surrounded her like a second skin and after that she couldn't perceive the difference between reality and dreams as she was transported to a land ehich shr never knew existed.
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