Darkest Reflections
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Last published Tue, Aug 30, 2016
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I stepped through the mirror, the world behind me disappearing in ripples of reflection as I entered the middle world. Around me colors swirled and twisted around, I glanced to the mirror behind me, the one I just came through, and saw a girl walk up to it. She gazed at herself in it and fixed her hair, in her eyes I could see her worries, the darkness in her soul shining through, only a few could hid the pain and hurt they felt, but most couldn't. I smiled and turned around looking into the millions of broken mirrors, the ones that were once there, but have now been broken and destroyed, the ones the queen destroyed. With a few steps I stepped into a cracked one, to exit painfully out of the middle world, and back into our dark drewry world. I looked at the sky and saw those black coal filled skies, the sunlight being trapped in and the cold breeze hitting my skin. Those dark clouds above me making me sigh deeply. It's time for a change.
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