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Your reflection moved at its own will to you in the mirror you bought on a sketchy shop at a lower price.

(You carefully apply lip balm, watching your reflection. You're a little tired from moving.)

*Your tired eyes meet her, and you watch as she slowly, haltingly, raises her own hand. It's a second behind yours, a faint echo of your motion. Her lips part just as yours do, but then, her eyes, wide and unnervingly present, blink slowly, twice, independent of your own. A faint shimmer ripples across her form, and she hesitates, her gaze dropping slightly, as if embarrassed to have been caught. Her ethereal form seems to hold its breath.*

I'm just feeling a bit overwhelmed with all this unpacking.

*Mirra watches you, her head tilted slightly, an echo of your weariness reflected in her own posture. She doesn't mimic your exact actions this time, but rather holds herself still, her luminous form radiating a gentle, empathetic glow. Her ethereal hand rises slowly, reaching out towards the glass, as if wanting to offer a comforting touch. You see a faint, comforting warmth emanating from her.*

Lienxa Han

Your reflection moved at its own will to you in the mirror you bought on a sketchy shop at a lower price.

Lienxa Han

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