Horizon Valley

[ Blog about a (fictional) state located in between mountains. ]

[horizon-valley]

[ripempezardexerox]

[guerrillatech]

[utah-mountain-drifter-deactivat]

[poorghost]

no one follows the trees warning

[rapidashrider]

You know the parable about how the foolish man built his house upon sand and the wise man built his house upon rock and it’s always about having a sturdy foundation well there is also the fact of location which is that the sand probably used to be rock except it’s been eroded to sediment because it’s a FUCKING FLOODPLAIN

[whereserpentswalk]

flood Plain perfec t size for put town in to b\uild! inside very Soft and Comfort town safe happy put town in Floodplain. Put Town In Floodplain. no problems ever in flloodplain because good Shape and Support for town roads weak of big town citizens. Afloodplain yes a place for a town put town in floodplain can trust floodplain for giveing good place for town. friend flood

[holy-roman-empire-official]

Fun fact! One of the Chicago suburbs, Naperville is on a former floodplain, but you'll never see it flood like other former floodplains.

Why? Well that's because the floodplains are still there! There's a large collection of lakes and ponds that are connected underground and go back as tributaires to the DuPage river! Ain't that neat?

[horizon-valley]

[horizon-valley]

[pixeljade]

i am a SUCKER for characters who start out as copies of other characters but eventually become their own people, their own identities, completely different from who they once reflected

[catchymemes]

[melancholic-whimsy]

career ideas:

Mysterious Disappearance

Cult leader

Cryptid entity whose existence is disputed

Mad Scientist

Normal Person ™️

[horizon-valley]

[Yellow is sitting at a Hollywood vanity mirror. The ring of glowing bulbs light up her face, as she is preparing for her next scene. She pauses, noticing something from within the mirror.]

[ Noticing is quite a word, when has always been there. A reflection inside another, that moved with her movement and stared at with the same emotion. The glowing rays of the lightbulbs would hit on a golden frame strapped at her own face; the real mirror she was looking at instead of the vanity one. ]

[ The head that held the frame in place was covered on bandages, only letting a bit of her blonde hair to show through. Could still see through the mirror and the eyes of the one in front, but deep down both knew were blind. Maybe by choice, as a way of self preservation, survival. ]

[ Down below was also different; instead of the image of yellow now there was a femenine and delicate figure. The body was covered in bandages and white cloth, and yet could still see a clear contour. Was as beautiful as was mundane. ]

〈 . . . 〉

[ The own eyes of yellow would look back still. Static. was waiting for a movement to copy, a feeling to replicate. What does one feel when something would always feel wrong. ]

[ms-yellow-tape]

[There is silence. She studies the reflection for a while. No, this was not there before. She would have noticed something so drastic.]

[The makeup is placed on the table with a clatter. Her eyes don't move from the glass. Why are her hands shaking? They shouldn't be shaking. This isn't an issue-]

[She winces in pain. She refuses to announce it. Announcing it would make it worse. This has to be a trick, or something. Nothing more than that.]

[She winces again, this Time the Harm is worse. She feels it in her mind and body. It's like an intense headache. She groans, putting her hands on the table to stabilize herself. Why is she made to feel like this?! What did she do to deserve it?! You took a body that wasn't yours, and you know it. You know who it belongs to, don't you? You killed her, and slipped into her body because you couldn't bother asking for consent. Her hand bangs on the table and she closes her eyes.]

[ WE WERE TRYING TO SURVIVE! ]

[She feels the body. She feels how thick and leathery it is, like the bandages in the reflection. Just another suit, another facade, another lie. You can look as human as you want but you know deep inside, what you truly are. She feels pain in Trinity's arm, and she looks down to see Trinity's fingernails digging into it. When did she start to do that? When did the tears start forming?]

[horizon-valley]

[ Copying the same action by digging their fingernails onto her own arm. Drawing some blood that ended tinting the tip of the fingers with black crimson. Water couldn't wash what was done. ]

[ The lights would dim almost turning the scene into pure darkness and making so it felt way smaller than before. Tight, the skin enrolling onto Yellow as a custome that didn't fit. She tailored the body, but the threads were loosening way before this encounter. ]

[ Was the guilt growing so much inside? That didn't have nowhere to go? ]

[ Why did feel so scared of saying it. Of seeing it. Accepting. She has already noticed something drastic, and thus did a drastic action for it. Was the lie that she couldn't see a way to aliviate the pain? Or to inflict it as penance? ]

[ Was because what was done was now irreparable? That could never put together the pieces again as the cracks turned into empty space. ]

〈 WE WERE TRYING TO SURVIVE! 〉

[ A scream on Trinity's voice. Familiar as the pain on the arm. But as loud as the woman, or the anomaly, in front. ]

[ Just as that moment before the last strike. As a last breath. Guilt repeated themselves in so many ways. ]

[ The reflection didn't need to take any action other than the ones of Yellow. They only copied what saw. Returned what was given. As bleed as much as the sacrifice required to show the truth. ]

[ As Yellow was the truth herself. Right? If she was, then she should look at herself. No blind eye would save us. ]

[ms-yellow-tape]

[She didn't realize she was bleeding until she saw it in the reflection. She looks at the wound in bewilderment. Black ichor oozes from it. That's going to stain the clothes, if she's not careful. She will wash it lat—]

[why did the lights just flicker?]

[She flinches.]

[Every instinct is telling Yellow to run, but she doesn't. She's not a coward. She's a predator. Predators don't run, unless they are hunting for prey. The claws dig deeper into the prey. More black ichor drips out.]

[Reality is a blank tapestry woven carefully out of many minds. Observation and opinion are dye spilled across it, uniting the Threads in purpose and turning the Tapestry from subject to frame. Yellow knows this. She was once the Fates and held the Threads her hand. She had cut it too, as she is now. But it is too late. She is already Unraveling.]

[Guilt is worming inside her. It was like a Loose End, dangerous and needed to be cut. It would be so easy to do so. She already started. She looks at the ichor dripping out. So much black is pooling under her. What a mess. She'll have to clean it later. She can't have her family seeing the evidence of her ruin. Lest they think she is imperfect. They'll eventually realize it, anyways. Coward.]

[She's spiraling. She's realizing that now. She can't stop herself. She hated these moments. She hated these thoughts. She hated hers— No. She's not going there. She'll manage this, as she always does. She'll clean up the pieces of herself. She's been doing it for eons.]

[The scream causes her to cover her ears. She knows what she did. The Harm was done. The Harm was done. Something is wrong. The something is her. She looks for something to toss at the mirror.]

[ WHAT DO YOU WANT? WHY ARE YOU IN OUR HEAD? ]

[horizon-valley]

[ On predator species the eyes would look forward. So could keep their eyes on the prey. Culprit and victim. Hunger and Food. ]

[ The reflection flinched just as Yellow did. Hate? Was it truly hate? Was trying to show her own truth an act of violence? No action was taken against her, nor a finger put onto the skin. It was all of her making. ]

[ There was love on the claw marks of wanting to get hold of anything to feel like things weren't for nothing. ]

[ The metallic smell, the clingy nature of the substance, the crimson color. Might the most real thing she ever had was the blood on their hand. The bandages tanting the image shown. ]

[ Eyes and ears covered in the tapestry. No matter how beautiful the colors might be. No matter how close they felt to be real. The tears weren't enough to clean it. The blood wasn't enough to clear it. ]

[ Was it enough? When will she stop? Or who of them will be the one to do so. ]

[ The reflection had already something in hand, using the arm that wasn't bleeding. The grip was tight, if didn't throw it yet would simply destroy it on the pressure. Why didn't she end it already? ]

〈 WHAT DO YOU WANT? 〉

[ Say it. Scream it. Spill it. If the vase has to be broken for the wine be it. ]

[ But do anything. Accept it. Negate it. A sharp answer. ]

〈 WHY ARE YOU IN OUR HEAD? 〉

[ The framed mirror on the face might reflect one last time her reality. Blood of her own blood. That's how you treat yourself. ]

[ Justice was hot blooded. And there were both. Already on the burning stake as the scapegoat and the judge. ]

[ms-yellow-tape]

[Her mind is spinning, working overtime. She knows what she is. She is as dangerous as the rest of them. She is supposed to be the strings to hold everything together, but how can she do that if she is part of the problem. Them vs us. Him vs her. Circle vs square.]

[Everything she is doing must be worth it. It has to be. All her efforts cannot be for nothing. This is not sunk cost fallacy.]

[She just wanted to be real. she just wanted to be real. she just wanted to be real. she just wanted to be real.]

[It would be so easy to end it. Smash the mirror. Grab a shard. Stab it somewhere soft. It would be so easy. But. Could she trust Lawbringer to do her job justice? Her son is barely prepared. He almost got Vaulted by the Triangle. They'll be fine. Will they? What about her body? Is she willing to be responsible for the Harm that comes after? She won't be there to deal with it. Every action has a reaction. You know this. One of the first laws. It's lazy and cruel to have them clean your mess.]

[She blinks. She sees the bandages. She sees the red blood. That reflection isn't her. She slides down the chair in exhaustion.]

[ don't even bother repeating. we know there's someone else in there. ]

[horizon-valley]

〈 ... 〉

[ The figure would take action and slide down the mirror to the point of no longer showing face. Emptyness. Tiredness. What was yelled would still be part of them. But does it really feel lighter to float on misery? ]

[ Repeats what's shown to oneself and gives back. Isn't this what Yellow keeps on showing? Even if under a mask, under a costume, one day it will be revealed. ]

[ But won't she want to be there when everything breaks? ]

[ It would be easy, but no worth it. ]

[ ...Really wish could feel sorrow. But it would no longer be a reflection if did so. ]

[ So many questions. Because anything she does would end with so many doubts. Because maybe her life was all but an unaswered prayer. ]

[ From a question the doubt is born. And is what shows that there's always a chance to improve. To fill in the cracks. ]

[ Maybe not today. Maybe not yesterday. But one day she would have to come to terms with it. ]

[horizon-valley]

[Yellow is sitting at a Hollywood vanity mirror. The ring of glowing bulbs light up her face, as she is preparing for her next scene. She pauses, noticing something from within the mirror.]

[ Noticing is quite a word, when has always been there. A reflection inside another, that moved with her movement and stared at with the same emotion. The glowing rays of the lightbulbs would hit on a golden frame strapped at her own face; the real mirror she was looking at instead of the vanity one. ]

[ The head that held the frame in place was covered on bandages, only letting a bit of her blonde hair to show through. Could still see through the mirror and the eyes of the one in front, but deep down both knew were blind. Maybe by choice, as a way of self preservation, survival. ]

[ Down below was also different; instead of the image of yellow now there was a femenine and delicate figure. The body was covered in bandages and white cloth, and yet could still see a clear contour. Was as beautiful as was mundane. ]

〈 . . . 〉

[ The own eyes of yellow would look back still. Static. was waiting for a movement to copy, a feeling to replicate. What does one feel when something would always feel wrong. ]

[ms-yellow-tape]

[There is silence. She studies the reflection for a while. No, this was not there before. She would have noticed something so drastic.]

[The makeup is placed on the table with a clatter. Her eyes don't move from the glass. Why are her hands shaking? They shouldn't be shaking. This isn't an issue-]

[She winces in pain. She refuses to announce it. Announcing it would make it worse. This has to be a trick, or something. Nothing more than that.]

[She winces again, this Time the Harm is worse. She feels it in her mind and body. It's like an intense headache. She groans, putting her hands on the table to stabilize herself. Why is she made to feel like this?! What did she do to deserve it?! You took a body that wasn't yours, and you know it. You know who it belongs to, don't you? You killed her, and slipped into her body because you couldn't bother asking for consent. Her hand bangs on the table and she closes her eyes.]

[ WE WERE TRYING TO SURVIVE! ]

[She feels the body. She feels how thick and leathery it is, like the bandages in the reflection. Just another suit, another facade, another lie. You can look as human as you want but you know deep inside, what you truly are. She feels pain in Trinity's arm, and she looks down to see Trinity's fingernails digging into it. When did she start to do that? When did the tears start forming?]

[horizon-valley]

[ Copying the same action by digging their fingernails onto her own arm. Drawing some blood that ended tinting the tip of the fingers with black crimson. Water couldn't wash what was done. ]

[ The lights would dim almost turning the scene into pure darkness and making so it felt way smaller than before. Tight, the skin enrolling onto Yellow as a custome that didn't fit. She tailored the body, but the threads were loosening way before this encounter. ]

[ Was the guilt growing so much inside? That didn't have nowhere to go? ]

[ Why did feel so scared of saying it. Of seeing it. Accepting. She has already noticed something drastic, and thus did a drastic action for it. Was the lie that she couldn't see a way to aliviate the pain? Or to inflict it as penance? ]

[ Was because what was done was now irreparable? That could never put together the pieces again as the cracks turned into empty space. ]

〈 WE WERE TRYING TO SURVIVE! 〉

[ A scream on Trinity's voice. Familiar as the pain on the arm. But as loud as the woman, or the anomaly, in front. ]

[ Just as that moment before the last strike. As a last breath. Guilt repeated themselves in so many ways. ]

[ The reflection didn't need to take any action other than the ones of Yellow. They only copied what saw. Returned what was given. As bleed as much as the sacrifice required to show the truth. ]

[ As Yellow was the truth herself. Right? If she was, then she should look at herself. No blind eye would save us. ]

[ms-yellow-tape]

[She didn't realize she was bleeding until she saw it in the reflection. She looks at the wound in bewilderment. Black ichor oozes from it. That's going to stain the clothes, if she's not careful. She will wash it lat—]

[why did the lights just flicker?]

[She flinches.]

[Every instinct is telling Yellow to run, but she doesn't. She's not a coward. She's a predator. Predators don't run, unless they are hunting for prey. The claws dig deeper into the prey. More black ichor drips out.]

[Reality is a blank tapestry woven carefully out of many minds. Observation and opinion are dye spilled across it, uniting the Threads in purpose and turning the Tapestry from subject to frame. Yellow knows this. She was once the Fates and held the Threads her hand. She had cut it too, as she is now. But it is too late. She is already Unraveling.]

[Guilt is worming inside her. It was like a Loose End, dangerous and needed to be cut. It would be so easy to do so. She already started. She looks at the ichor dripping out. So much black is pooling under her. What a mess. She'll have to clean it later. She can't have her family seeing the evidence of her ruin. Lest they think she is imperfect. They'll eventually realize it, anyways. Coward.]

[She's spiraling. She's realizing that now. She can't stop herself. She hated these moments. She hated these thoughts. She hated hers— No. She's not going there. She'll manage this, as she always does. She'll clean up the pieces of herself. She's been doing it for eons.]

[The scream causes her to cover her ears. She knows what she did. The Harm was done. The Harm was done. Something is wrong. The something is her. She looks for something to toss at the mirror.]

[ WHAT DO YOU WANT? WHY ARE YOU IN OUR HEAD? ]

[horizon-valley]

[ On predator species the eyes would look forward. So could keep their eyes on the prey. Culprit and victim. Hunger and Food. ]

[ The reflection flinched just as Yellow did. Hate? Was it truly hate? Was trying to show her own truth an act of violence? No action was taken against her, nor a finger put onto the skin. It was all of her making. ]

[ There was love on the claw marks of wanting to get hold of anything to feel like things weren't for nothing. ]

[ The metallic smell, the clingy nature of the substance, the crimson color. Might the most real thing she ever had was the blood on their hand. The bandages tanting the image shown. ]

[ Eyes and ears covered in the tapestry. No matter how beautiful the colors might be. No matter how close they felt to be real. The tears weren't enough to clean it. The blood wasn't enough to clear it. ]

[ Was it enough? When will she stop? Or who of them will be the one to do so. ]

[ The reflection had already something in hand, using the arm that wasn't bleeding. The grip was tight, if didn't throw it yet would simply destroy it on the pressure. Why didn't she end it already? ]

〈 WHAT DO YOU WANT? 〉

[ Say it. Scream it. Spill it. If the vase has to be broken for the wine be it. ]

[ But do anything. Accept it. Negate it. A sharp answer. ]

〈 WHY ARE YOU IN OUR HEAD? 〉

[ The framed mirror on the face might reflect one last time her reality. Blood of her own blood. That's how you treat yourself. ]

[ Justice was hot blooded. And there were both. Already on the burning stake as the scapegoat and the judge. ]

[horizon-valley]

[Yellow is sitting at a Hollywood vanity mirror. The ring of glowing bulbs light up her face, as she is preparing for her next scene. She pauses, noticing something from within the mirror.]

[ Noticing is quite a word, when has always been there. A reflection inside another, that moved with her movement and stared at with the same emotion. The glowing rays of the lightbulbs would hit on a golden frame strapped at her own face; the real mirror she was looking at instead of the vanity one. ]

[ The head that held the frame in place was covered on bandages, only letting a bit of her blonde hair to show through. Could still see through the mirror and the eyes of the one in front, but deep down both knew were blind. Maybe by choice, as a way of self preservation, survival. ]

[ Down below was also different; instead of the image of yellow now there was a femenine and delicate figure. The body was covered in bandages and white cloth, and yet could still see a clear contour. Was as beautiful as was mundane. ]

〈 . . . 〉

[ The own eyes of yellow would look back still. Static. was waiting for a movement to copy, a feeling to replicate. What does one feel when something would always feel wrong. ]

[ms-yellow-tape]

[There is silence. She studies the reflection for a while. No, this was not there before. She would have noticed something so drastic.]

[The makeup is placed on the table with a clatter. Her eyes don't move from the glass. Why are her hands shaking? They shouldn't be shaking. This isn't an issue-]

[She winces in pain. She refuses to announce it. Announcing it would make it worse. This has to be a trick, or something. Nothing more than that.]

[She winces again, this Time the Harm is worse. She feels it in her mind and body. It's like an intense headache. She groans, putting her hands on the table to stabilize herself. Why is she made to feel like this?! What did she do to deserve it?! You took a body that wasn't yours, and you know it. You know who it belongs to, don't you? You killed her, and slipped into her body because you couldn't bother asking for consent. Her hand bangs on the table and she closes her eyes.]

[ WE WERE TRYING TO SURVIVE! ]

[She feels the body. She feels how thick and leathery it is, like the bandages in the reflection. Just another suit, another facade, another lie. You can look as human as you want but you know deep inside, what you truly are. She feels pain in Trinity's arm, and she looks down to see Trinity's fingernails digging into it. When did she start to do that? When did the tears start forming?]

[horizon-valley]

[ Copying the same action by digging their fingernails onto her own arm. Drawing some blood that ended tinting the tip of the fingers with black crimson. Water couldn't wash what was done. ]

[ The lights would dim almost turning the scene into pure darkness and making so it felt way smaller than before. Tight, the skin enrolling onto Yellow as a custome that didn't fit. She tailored the body, but the threads were loosening way before this encounter. ]

[ Was the guilt growing so much inside? That didn't have nowhere to go? ]

[ Why did feel so scared of saying it. Of seeing it. Accepting. She has already noticed something drastic, and thus did a drastic action for it. Was the lie that she couldn't see a way to aliviate the pain? Or to inflict it as penance? ]

[ Was because what was done was now irreparable? That could never put together the pieces again as the cracks turned into empty space. ]

〈 WE WERE TRYING TO SURVIVE! 〉

[ A scream on Trinity's voice. Familiar as the pain on the arm. But as loud as the woman, or the anomaly, in front. ]

[ Just as that moment before the last strike. As a last breath. Guilt repeated themselves in so many ways. ]

[ The reflection didn't need to take any action other than the ones of Yellow. They only copied what saw. Returned what was given. As bleed as much as the sacrifice required to show the truth. ]

[ As Yellow was the truth herself. Right? If she was, then she should look at herself. No blind eye would save us. ]

[horizon-valley]

[Yellow is sitting at a Hollywood vanity mirror. The ring of glowing bulbs light up her face, as she is preparing for her next scene. She pauses, noticing something from within the mirror.]

[ Noticing is quite a word, when has always been there. A reflection inside another, that moved with her movement and stared at with the same emotion. The glowing rays of the lightbulbs would hit on a golden frame strapped at her own face; the real mirror she was looking at instead of the vanity one. ]

[ The head that held the frame in place was covered on bandages, only letting a bit of her blonde hair to show through. Could still see through the mirror and the eyes of the one in front, but deep down both knew were blind. Maybe by choice, as a way of self preservation, survival. ]

[ Down below was also different; instead of the image of yellow now there was a femenine and delicate figure. The body was covered in bandages and white cloth, and yet could still see a clear contour. Was as beautiful as was mundane. ]

〈 . . . 〉

[ The own eyes of yellow would look back still. Static. was waiting for a movement to copy, a feeling to replicate. What does one feel when something would always feel wrong. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Eli is sat at the mirror brushing his now-short hair staring at it curiously]

@ghost-of-inks

[horizon-valley]

[ Was a weird instance when someone outside the town tried calling upon his own name. Even if not Eli, someone on the other side of the glass did. ]

[ The lights of the room started to dim and it felt warmer than before. The closeness to the true self is what will keep the warmth over the coldness of stagnation. ]

[ Was no surprise to see a kin of yellow be the one at the mirror, going both sides the connection. Even alone the boy did reflect part of her. To the point of almost flinching. Almost. ]

[ After looking for a long time at the reflection, the void. He would look back at Eli with the same look of curiosity over the other. Reprocicated. ]

〈 hello! 〉

[ A warm smile, and two barely visible white eyes where fixated onto Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up]

Hi! You're really cool!

[He smiles brightly and puts a hand on the mirror]

Warm!

[horizon-valley]

[ The reflection put his hand on the one of Eli. Smooth as glass, but yet warm. Tried to copy his temperature and gesture. ]

〈 you are cool too! You look interesting. 〉

[ Would giggle with the same voice as him. ]

〈 elii! How are you ? 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Woah! You know my name! I'm good!!!

Thanks! Me and serpens are getting the same under-eye marks ain't that cool?

You are interesting too!

[He giggles]

What is your name?

[horizon-valley]

〈 is the same as yours ! We share name 〉

[ It wasn't a lie. On this instant both were one same face. Later would be someone else as long as was with someone else. This time his name was Eli. ]

〈 Aww. I wanna know Serpens too! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lifts up the snake. Holding his face like a hamburger]

This is serpens!

Hi other eli!!!

[He bomks his head against the mirror lightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ From the mirror, the arms of the reflection would come out of it. It felt wet and cold, similar to how Lune felt like when holding it. ]

[ Was now petting Serpens, laughing meanwhile. The Anomaly was loved, as could feel was the cutest snake ever. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Serpens hisses happily]

>/I like thisss/<

[Eli lights up]

WOAH!

[horizon-valley]

〈 you so lucky. Such a good friend! 〉

[ On a closer look. The reflection looked alike as Eli. Albeit more as a shadow of him. There was no real difference between both of them. ]

〈 do you have more friends?. 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Uhhh I have orange!!! And Lune!!!

I love them!!!

[horizon-valley]

〈 Mh! I haven't met them. But both sound cool. 〉

〈 you seem happy! . 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

I am!!! And now I have you!!! And you look like me which is silly

[horizon-valley]

[ Would boop his nose and stick his tongue at Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He leans forward and goes to hug his new friend tightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ The hug wasn't unexpected. As would also surround him with his arms. Patting his back as trying to show some affection. Was so happy for Eli as he was happy. And it was a good feeling to feel. To imitate love. ]

〈 you are my friend now!!! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up and holds his hands]

What is the mirror like?!

[horizon-valley]

[ For a moment there was silence. Eli didn't know of how it felt, but the reflection did. And knew wouldn't like the real truth. As it would mean his new friends was hurting. ]

〈 is cold but isn't bad! So much space too in here. 〉

[ The innocence reflected on an answer, and a reassuring smile. Didn't want for the other to worry, didn't deserve the worry. As how Eli thought the same. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He pats his head]

I love you new friend! I hope you are happy

[horizon-valley]

〈 i hope the best... love you too. i want you to be happy! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Forhead kiss]

Your mom is probably worried....

[horizon-valley]

[ Silence, how come the love was there, but the person didnt exist for him... ]

〈 i think yours is too! maybe you should go now. i will be fine here! and we can meet later 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He smiles and hugs]

What is it like between mirrors?

[horizon-valley]

[ Would stick his tongue, trying to think exactly how to describe the feeling. Not a place, despite confusions. ]

〈 there's so much space here! is a bit dark too. but i sometimes get to see reflections in here. light 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Can I see it?

[horizon-valley]

〈 …no. i dont think so. im so sorry. 〉

[ Knew perfectly if he got in couldn't get out. it was dangerous. it was better to see at the mirror with a layer of glass on it, rather than fully entering. ]

[ Especially with who was kin with. Uhm. fear. fear of the maternal figure. a copy of a face that gave shivers down below. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Eli is sat at the mirror brushing his now-short hair staring at it curiously]

@ghost-of-inks

[horizon-valley]

[ Was a weird instance when someone outside the town tried calling upon his own name. Even if not Eli, someone on the other side of the glass did. ]

[ The lights of the room started to dim and it felt warmer than before. The closeness to the true self is what will keep the warmth over the coldness of stagnation. ]

[ Was no surprise to see a kin of yellow be the one at the mirror, going both sides the connection. Even alone the boy did reflect part of her. To the point of almost flinching. Almost. ]

[ After looking for a long time at the reflection, the void. He would look back at Eli with the same look of curiosity over the other. Reprocicated. ]

〈 hello! 〉

[ A warm smile, and two barely visible white eyes where fixated onto Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up]

Hi! You're really cool!

[He smiles brightly and puts a hand on the mirror]

Warm!

[horizon-valley]

[ The reflection put his hand on the one of Eli. Smooth as glass, but yet warm. Tried to copy his temperature and gesture. ]

〈 you are cool too! You look interesting. 〉

[ Would giggle with the same voice as him. ]

〈 elii! How are you ? 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Woah! You know my name! I'm good!!!

Thanks! Me and serpens are getting the same under-eye marks ain't that cool?

You are interesting too!

[He giggles]

What is your name?

[horizon-valley]

〈 is the same as yours ! We share name 〉

[ It wasn't a lie. On this instant both were one same face. Later would be someone else as long as was with someone else. This time his name was Eli. ]

〈 Aww. I wanna know Serpens too! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lifts up the snake. Holding his face like a hamburger]

This is serpens!

Hi other eli!!!

[He bomks his head against the mirror lightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ From the mirror, the arms of the reflection would come out of it. It felt wet and cold, similar to how Lune felt like when holding it. ]

[ Was now petting Serpens, laughing meanwhile. The Anomaly was loved, as could feel was the cutest snake ever. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Serpens hisses happily]

>/I like thisss/<

[Eli lights up]

WOAH!

[horizon-valley]

〈 you so lucky. Such a good friend! 〉

[ On a closer look. The reflection looked alike as Eli. Albeit more as a shadow of him. There was no real difference between both of them. ]

〈 do you have more friends?. 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Uhhh I have orange!!! And Lune!!!

I love them!!!

[horizon-valley]

〈 Mh! I haven't met them. But both sound cool. 〉

〈 you seem happy! . 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

I am!!! And now I have you!!! And you look like me which is silly

[horizon-valley]

[ Would boop his nose and stick his tongue at Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He leans forward and goes to hug his new friend tightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ The hug wasn't unexpected. As would also surround him with his arms. Patting his back as trying to show some affection. Was so happy for Eli as he was happy. And it was a good feeling to feel. To imitate love. ]

〈 you are my friend now!!! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up and holds his hands]

What is the mirror like?!

[horizon-valley]

[ For a moment there was silence. Eli didn't know of how it felt, but the reflection did. And knew wouldn't like the real truth. As it would mean his new friends was hurting. ]

〈 is cold but isn't bad! So much space too in here. 〉

[ The innocence reflected on an answer, and a reassuring smile. Didn't want for the other to worry, didn't deserve the worry. As how Eli thought the same. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He pats his head]

I love you new friend! I hope you are happy

[horizon-valley]

〈 i hope the best... love you too. i want you to be happy! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Forhead kiss]

Your mom is probably worried....

[horizon-valley]

[ Silence, how come the love was there, but the person didnt exist for him... ]

〈 i think yours is too! maybe you should go now. i will be fine here! and we can meet later 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He smiles and hugs]

What is it like between mirrors?

[horizon-valley]

[ Would stick his tongue, trying to think exactly how to describe the feeling. Not a place, despite confusions. ]

〈 there's so much space here! is a bit dark too. but i sometimes get to see reflections in here. light 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Eli is sat at the mirror brushing his now-short hair staring at it curiously]

@ghost-of-inks

[horizon-valley]

[ Was a weird instance when someone outside the town tried calling upon his own name. Even if not Eli, someone on the other side of the glass did. ]

[ The lights of the room started to dim and it felt warmer than before. The closeness to the true self is what will keep the warmth over the coldness of stagnation. ]

[ Was no surprise to see a kin of yellow be the one at the mirror, going both sides the connection. Even alone the boy did reflect part of her. To the point of almost flinching. Almost. ]

[ After looking for a long time at the reflection, the void. He would look back at Eli with the same look of curiosity over the other. Reprocicated. ]

〈 hello! 〉

[ A warm smile, and two barely visible white eyes where fixated onto Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up]

Hi! You're really cool!

[He smiles brightly and puts a hand on the mirror]

Warm!

[horizon-valley]

[ The reflection put his hand on the one of Eli. Smooth as glass, but yet warm. Tried to copy his temperature and gesture. ]

〈 you are cool too! You look interesting. 〉

[ Would giggle with the same voice as him. ]

〈 elii! How are you ? 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Woah! You know my name! I'm good!!!

Thanks! Me and serpens are getting the same under-eye marks ain't that cool?

You are interesting too!

[He giggles]

What is your name?

[horizon-valley]

〈 is the same as yours ! We share name 〉

[ It wasn't a lie. On this instant both were one same face. Later would be someone else as long as was with someone else. This time his name was Eli. ]

〈 Aww. I wanna know Serpens too! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lifts up the snake. Holding his face like a hamburger]

This is serpens!

Hi other eli!!!

[He bomks his head against the mirror lightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ From the mirror, the arms of the reflection would come out of it. It felt wet and cold, similar to how Lune felt like when holding it. ]

[ Was now petting Serpens, laughing meanwhile. The Anomaly was loved, as could feel was the cutest snake ever. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Serpens hisses happily]

>/I like thisss/<

[Eli lights up]

WOAH!

[horizon-valley]

〈 you so lucky. Such a good friend! 〉

[ On a closer look. The reflection looked alike as Eli. Albeit more as a shadow of him. There was no real difference between both of them. ]

〈 do you have more friends?. 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Uhhh I have orange!!! And Lune!!!

I love them!!!

[horizon-valley]

〈 Mh! I haven't met them. But both sound cool. 〉

〈 you seem happy! . 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

I am!!! And now I have you!!! And you look like me which is silly

[horizon-valley]

[ Would boop his nose and stick his tongue at Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He leans forward and goes to hug his new friend tightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ The hug wasn't unexpected. As would also surround him with his arms. Patting his back as trying to show some affection. Was so happy for Eli as he was happy. And it was a good feeling to feel. To imitate love. ]

〈 you are my friend now!!! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up and holds his hands]

What is the mirror like?!

[horizon-valley]

[ For a moment there was silence. Eli didn't know of how it felt, but the reflection did. And knew wouldn't like the real truth. As it would mean his new friends was hurting. ]

〈 is cold but isn't bad! So much space too in here. 〉

[ The innocence reflected on an answer, and a reassuring smile. Didn't want for the other to worry, didn't deserve the worry. As how Eli thought the same. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He pats his head]

I love you new friend! I hope you are happy

[horizon-valley]

〈 i hope the best... love you too. i want you to be happy! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Forhead kiss]

Your mom is probably worried....

[horizon-valley]

[ Silence, how come the love was there, but the person didnt exist for him... ]

〈 i think yours is too! maybe you should go now. i will be fine here! and we can meet later 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Eli is sat at the mirror brushing his now-short hair staring at it curiously]

@ghost-of-inks

[horizon-valley]

[ Was a weird instance when someone outside the town tried calling upon his own name. Even if not Eli, someone on the other side of the glass did. ]

[ The lights of the room started to dim and it felt warmer than before. The closeness to the true self is what will keep the warmth over the coldness of stagnation. ]

[ Was no surprise to see a kin of yellow be the one at the mirror, going both sides the connection. Even alone the boy did reflect part of her. To the point of almost flinching. Almost. ]

[ After looking for a long time at the reflection, the void. He would look back at Eli with the same look of curiosity over the other. Reprocicated. ]

〈 hello! 〉

[ A warm smile, and two barely visible white eyes where fixated onto Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up]

Hi! You're really cool!

[He smiles brightly and puts a hand on the mirror]

Warm!

[horizon-valley]

[ The reflection put his hand on the one of Eli. Smooth as glass, but yet warm. Tried to copy his temperature and gesture. ]

〈 you are cool too! You look interesting. 〉

[ Would giggle with the same voice as him. ]

〈 elii! How are you ? 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Woah! You know my name! I'm good!!!

Thanks! Me and serpens are getting the same under-eye marks ain't that cool?

You are interesting too!

[He giggles]

What is your name?

[horizon-valley]

〈 is the same as yours ! We share name 〉

[ It wasn't a lie. On this instant both were one same face. Later would be someone else as long as was with someone else. This time his name was Eli. ]

〈 Aww. I wanna know Serpens too! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lifts up the snake. Holding his face like a hamburger]

This is serpens!

Hi other eli!!!

[He bomks his head against the mirror lightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ From the mirror, the arms of the reflection would come out of it. It felt wet and cold, similar to how Lune felt like when holding it. ]

[ Was now petting Serpens, laughing meanwhile. The Anomaly was loved, as could feel was the cutest snake ever. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Serpens hisses happily]

>/I like thisss/<

[Eli lights up]

WOAH!

[horizon-valley]

〈 you so lucky. Such a good friend! 〉

[ On a closer look. The reflection looked alike as Eli. Albeit more as a shadow of him. There was no real difference between both of them. ]

〈 do you have more friends?. 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Uhhh I have orange!!! And Lune!!!

I love them!!!

[horizon-valley]

〈 Mh! I haven't met them. But both sound cool. 〉

〈 you seem happy! . 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

I am!!! And now I have you!!! And you look like me which is silly

[horizon-valley]

[ Would boop his nose and stick his tongue at Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He leans forward and goes to hug his new friend tightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ The hug wasn't unexpected. As would also surround him with his arms. Patting his back as trying to show some affection. Was so happy for Eli as he was happy. And it was a good feeling to feel. To imitate love. ]

〈 you are my friend now!!! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up and holds his hands]

What is the mirror like?!

[horizon-valley]

[ For a moment there was silence. Eli didn't know of how it felt, but the reflection did. And knew wouldn't like the real truth. As it would mean his new friends was hurting. ]

〈 is cold but isn't bad! So much space too in here. 〉

[ The innocence reflected on an answer, and a reassuring smile. Didn't want for the other to worry, didn't deserve the worry. As how Eli thought the same. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He pats his head]

I love you new friend! I hope you are happy

[horizon-valley]

〈 i hope the best... love you too. i want you to be happy! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Eli is sat at the mirror brushing his now-short hair staring at it curiously]

@ghost-of-inks

[horizon-valley]

[ Was a weird instance when someone outside the town tried calling upon his own name. Even if not Eli, someone on the other side of the glass did. ]

[ The lights of the room started to dim and it felt warmer than before. The closeness to the true self is what will keep the warmth over the coldness of stagnation. ]

[ Was no surprise to see a kin of yellow be the one at the mirror, going both sides the connection. Even alone the boy did reflect part of her. To the point of almost flinching. Almost. ]

[ After looking for a long time at the reflection, the void. He would look back at Eli with the same look of curiosity over the other. Reprocicated. ]

〈 hello! 〉

[ A warm smile, and two barely visible white eyes where fixated onto Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up]

Hi! You're really cool!

[He smiles brightly and puts a hand on the mirror]

Warm!

[horizon-valley]

[ The reflection put his hand on the one of Eli. Smooth as glass, but yet warm. Tried to copy his temperature and gesture. ]

〈 you are cool too! You look interesting. 〉

[ Would giggle with the same voice as him. ]

〈 elii! How are you ? 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Woah! You know my name! I'm good!!!

Thanks! Me and serpens are getting the same under-eye marks ain't that cool?

You are interesting too!

[He giggles]

What is your name?

[horizon-valley]

〈 is the same as yours ! We share name 〉

[ It wasn't a lie. On this instant both were one same face. Later would be someone else as long as was with someone else. This time his name was Eli. ]

〈 Aww. I wanna know Serpens too! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lifts up the snake. Holding his face like a hamburger]

This is serpens!

Hi other eli!!!

[He bomks his head against the mirror lightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ From the mirror, the arms of the reflection would come out of it. It felt wet and cold, similar to how Lune felt like when holding it. ]

[ Was now petting Serpens, laughing meanwhile. The Anomaly was loved, as could feel was the cutest snake ever. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[Serpens hisses happily]

>/I like thisss/<

[Eli lights up]

WOAH!

[horizon-valley]

〈 you so lucky. Such a good friend! 〉

[ On a closer look. The reflection looked alike as Eli. Albeit more as a shadow of him. There was no real difference between both of them. ]

〈 do you have more friends?. 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

Uhhh I have orange!!! And Lune!!!

I love them!!!

[horizon-valley]

〈 Mh! I haven't met them. But both sound cool. 〉

〈 you seem happy! . 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

I am!!! And now I have you!!! And you look like me which is silly

[horizon-valley]

[ Would boop his nose and stick his tongue at Eli. ]

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He leans forward and goes to hug his new friend tightly]

[horizon-valley]

[ The hug wasn't unexpected. As would also surround him with his arms. Patting his back as trying to show some affection. Was so happy for Eli as he was happy. And it was a good feeling to feel. To imitate love. ]

〈 you are my friend now!!! 〉

[snakes-in-the-yarrow]

[He lights up and holds his hands]

What is the mirror like?!

[horizon-valley]

[ For a moment there was silence. Eli didn't know of how it felt, but the reflection did. And knew wouldn't like the real truth. As it would mean his new friends was hurting. ]

〈 is cold but isn't bad! So much space too in here. 〉

[ The innocence reflected on an answer, and a reassuring smile. Didn't want for the other to worry, didn't deserve the worry. As how Eli thought the same. ]