MIRROR|RORRIM

Rose yawned. She stretched her arms and got ready for bed. The moon’s light shone quite brightly that night. She smiled. The moon seemed to also be smiling back at her. Rose tossed, and turned. Why couldn’t she get some sleep? She put on her slippers and left her bedchamber.

The hallways were all calm and quiet. If someone dropped a pin on the floor, Rose thought that she’d be able to hear it. She walked past the dining area and wandered to the side of the castle~ into the storage room. Rose’s wanted to check what was in the strange room. As she moved closer to the door, she thought she had heard someone calling her name.

‘Rose..’.

It was a calm, bewitching call.

Rose moved towards the door, and she had hardly even touched the door~ when it opened to let her in. She walked into the room and looked around. There were so many objects stored. A bunch of old potato sacks, different sized spools with assorted colourful thread, and many piles of dotted, lined & plain fabric.

One covered object caught her eye. In the corner of the storage room, there was a long black cloth that covered one of the objects. Rose rushed over to the object and pulled the cloth aside. She saw a reflection of herself.

Rose stared at her reflection. Then it grabbed her by her throat. And pulled her closer towards the mirror. Rose gasped for air. She tried to pull the dark hands away from her neck. But all her efforts were in vain.

The reflection cackled. It dragged Rose into the mirror. The other Rose stepped out of the mirror. She placed the black cloth back over the mirror. Later, she went to the bedchamber and closed her eyes. She laughed. How glad she was to be back and have a nice bed~ all to herself.

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