#mirrorhaunting

[shadowfalltales]

[thehollowcollective]

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝑳𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅— 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝑲𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎— 𝒂 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔, 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕— 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆’𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒅.

𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆— 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒚, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒇. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒔—𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐.

𝑺𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉.