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Slipping through

Dreamsprite's picture

The mirror lay across the rusted railroad tracks, its border gleamed dull silver in the increasing sunlight. Engraved into the border was a pattern of minuscule budding roses and a crescent moon lay at the top, separating both sides of the mirror.
Pulsing with the sunlight, reflections slipped throughout the leaves of the nearby trees. Leaping from one shaded area to another, the reflections abruptly vanished as a humming began.
Legs clad with stiletto heels and lime green fishnet tights appeared. The person scuttled forward and stood up quickly after. A rather short adolescent emerged, ruffling her short auburn hair to rid it of debris. Yawns escaped her mouth, her lips dry with the lack of water.
"Ahhhhh~ It's so warm!" She exclaimed to herself. The gravel crunched underneath her feet as she approached the mirror. Her face expressed a look of content and almost...recognition.
"My sanctuary..."the whisper so soft, it barely reached her ears. Mumbling an incantation, causing the mirror to come alive once more and glow.
After a few moments of silence, the surface of the mirror not only reflected the girl's entire self, but ripples signified the difference now.
Gently taking the mirror under her left arm, she placed it by a white birch tree. Her stomach fluttered but she proceeded to ignore it.
Clutching the bridge of her nose, she inhaled and thought,
I better be dreaming...She walked and fell into the mirror's surfacing, only leaving a teardrop behind.

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In the distance, a heart monitor began to race, gasps escaping from a tube.

SnowStars's picture

Wow, so beautiful! I love

Wow, so beautiful!
I love this piece!
One suggestion-therepetition of "border" in the first few lines could be fixed, because it would read more smoothly.
:)SnowStars

Dreamsprite's picture

Thanks

Thanks love!

-Dreamy

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