The Mirror

A bright flash of purple, then red and I saw nothing at all.

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What is on the surface isn’t always reality.

The mirror was supposed to have the power to show us who we really were.

Hesitantly, I invoked its curse. “Who am I? Show me what lies beneath the surface. Show me what I am afraid to see. I am ready to behold and accept what’s hidden within.” I read out loud from the crinkled paper the seer had given to me.

A bright flash of purple, then red and I saw nothing at all. I trembled with fear for my lack of sight. In the darkness, I heard the mirror shatter.

– Written for Splickety’s Progeny Nano Contest. Prompt was the concept of Identity. WC 100
Photo by Darkday.

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Author: LearaWrites

I am a voice actor, an artist, a photographer, and a writer, not necessarily in that order. I love animals and the ocean. I have an AA in Fine Arts and a BA in Psychology. I am an observer, a storyteller, a dreamer.

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