《Story Ideas and Beginnings》Mirror Ghost
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´Is this something that should be happening? ´ A young lady clothed in a suit with a top hat asks herself as she looked around the empty room.
´I could swear that a moment ago I was staring at my own reflection in ancient mirror excavated from a ruin of unidentified origin. ´ She mutters as her icy blue eyes fixate on the lonely window where a green moon shines in the dark starless night.
´Well that isn't right. ´ A frown appears on her forehead as she gazes at the green moon.
´Also, isn't my perspective a bit restricted? ´ With this thought, she reaches out with a gloved hand till she meets an invisible barrier of sorts.
With great interest she starts to feel the formless barrier that restricted her from moving into the room.
Turning her head she saw a infinite white space behind her, with this addition she concluded that she wasn't directly inside the room and more likely is inside another dimension with a window like connection that leads into this room from which she could see the green moon.
´Where could this be? The mirror dimension? Or am I inside the ancient mirror? ´ She continues to ponder about her current location while slowly walking backwards, never leaving the window that leads into the room out of sight.
´I cant be sure that it wont just disappear once I stop looking at it, this place is strange enough for it to happen.´ With this thought she started to inspect her surroundings out of the corner of her eyes.
After a while of fruitless observation, she returned in front of the mirror and places her hand on the barrier.
Her eyes again wander around the room where they suddenly froze, on the wall across from her position she could see her own reflection inside half empty glass that stands on a wooden table.
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The reflection shows a woman in black suit with white blouse underneath and a red tie, black shiny leather boots cover her feet and a top hat rests on top of her black, short hair that was bound into a ponytail.
Her blue eyes coldly scan the reflection and notice something strange.
´I'm inside a mirror. ´ The realization made her frown grow deeper as she tries to process the strange situation in which she found herself.
´If I'm really inside a mirror, then what is the white space behind me? And a bigger question, am I able to leave? Or move? ´ As she questions herself a sudden influence of memories assaulted her mind and she massage her temple to ease the pain.
´Mirror....Ghost....Travel…Store…..and Possess.´ She mutters as she tries to filter out useful information from the chaotic memories that assaulted her.
´If I had to interpret these terms, then it would be something like, I'm a ghost that hides inside mirrors and travels through them. I'm also able to store things inside the white space inside the mirror and possibly possess people or items. ´After summing this up a wave of cold refreshing energy washes through my body as if a lock was lifted.
´So this is "Spirituality", the energy needed to perform any of my abilities. ´ With the wave of energy additional information surfaced in her mind and formed a full picture of her current abilities.
´None of this explains how I got her in the first place but it at least explains my current situation. ´ With a small sigh she once again loos at the window behind which a green moon illuminates the lands.
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