Reflections

May 13, 2007 14:23

I broke a mirror today. Not by accident. I actually snatched it off the wall and threw it to the floor. I'm not really sure what possessed me to do such a thing.

No, that's a lie. I know exactly why I did it.

Because I didn't want to see his face staring at me through the looking-glass. He looks just like me. He has my two-toned hair, my thick eyebrows, my strong jaw, my goofy grin. He even shares my name. But he's not me. He's just wearing my face, like a mask. I stare into his eyes, like twin suns burning with blinding radience, and I know that it's all a lie. I know what he really looks like behind that mask: a being of living flame, of pure golden light. It's a wonder the heat of his divine light doesn't burn through his stolen flesh and melt the mask away.

I left the broken glass on the floor for Furter's men to clean up. They were very nervous and wouldn't come near me, even when I assured them everything was fine. Now I feel bad about breaking that mirror. I wish I hadn't done it. I could easily fix it, but I don't want to. I think it's better that it's gone. The room looks much nicer without it.

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