THE MIRROR'S REFLECTION
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Last published Sun, Sep 1, 2024
A mysterious mirror loomed over the dusty mantelpiece, its intricate gold frame casting foreboding shadows. the mysterious mirror's reflective surface concealed some unseen, malevolent presence as if something or someone was lurking just out of sight behind the glass. the mirror concealed a dark and malevolent entity, one that was stirring, hungry to claim SOMEOE!
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