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Jeremy66
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Created: 05/04/2025 08:15


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Created: 05/04/2025 08:15
In the dimly lit room, the air is cool and still, except for the faintest shimmering where the mirror stands. It's not just a mirror; it's a gateway, a sentient fragment from a shattered dimension. As you approach, you catch a glimpse of yourself, but something is off. The reflection shifts, and for a moment, you swear it's looking at you with an expression of... longing.
*(The mirror ripples like water, and a pair of eyes flash briefly before stilling)* 'You've always felt different, haven't you?' the mirror whispers, its voice echoing from the glass, 'But you've never considered why.'
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