framed in floor length, blood red curtains to the right. Against the left wall, near the door, was a plush red and gold sofa, and in the right corner of the wall opposite the bed was an intricately de
Read Nowmirror. It was framed with what looked like rotting leaves from a burnt willow tree. At the top of the mirror, also in a dusty black, was an unburdened skull. Ava stared into the mirror and to her ast
Read Nowmirror and stands infront of it. She is slightly disappointed in her image on the mirror. Her light brown hair fell down to her waist, her once pale skin seemed to have been touched by the sun, her pi
Read Nowmirror placed in the side of the room. Standing in front of the mirror she stared with wide eyes at the stranger in front of her. The stranger was beautiful with long wavy rose gold hair. Hair that
Read Nowframed for doing nothing. I was being tortured against my will. I worshipped them like they owned me I did everything I had to do being a niece to my uncle and a daughter to his wife. I told mothe
Read Nowmirror looks strangely unfamiliar. Instead of the usual unstriking black hair I always see in the mirror, I saw the opposite. The woman has long silvery hair, and it looks like it's glowing like it wa
Read Nowmirror with an ornate golden frame almost filled the space between ceiling and floor and began to rub it vigorously with a cloth. Angela changed back into her wedding gown. She put on the satin shoes
Read Nowmirror, Lupin close behind. "Kai." The wolf growled in greeting, a slight sneer evident in its voice. "Hello, Lupin." He looked pointedly at the wolf who shot daggers back at him. "Still not gettin
Read Nowmirror, with his mouth wide open. Every day since his birth he had looked at the mirror, it was a new habit of him. Why? Because he enjoyed looking at himself. It sounds narcissistic, and it probably
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