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I am running through a copse of trees, the wind blowing my hair back.
As I look behind there is a long, sheltered path so I keep running ahead.
I can feel the breeze on my skin and it raises goosebumps on my arms.
I shiver but keep running until I reach a clearing.
I look left and right but there is no one here but me and the trees.
I call out but my voice is swallowed up by the endless space around me.
There should be an echo ...
Hmmm... strange...
Slowly I walk to the centre of the circle and suddenly a beam of light hits my eyes making me hiss as I cover them.
When I look again I see... me?
My reflection.
There is a huge reflecting surface in front of me.
At first I can see only me and the trees behind me, but after a while, translucent shapes begin to appear.
They take the form of people in my life and each one looks at my other self with a smile in their eyes and a kindness on their face. As they appear and fade each one makes contact with my reflected self in some way.
They touch my arms, shoulders, try to take my hand, stroke my hair, kiss my forehead, but as each one touches my skin they dissipate and I am left alone in the mirror again...
Suddenly I realise I can't feel the earth beneath my feet, I can't feel the cold on my skin or smell the rich, wet scent from the trees. As I realise this my reflected self begins to fade and I look down at my hands and they have disappeared up to my elbows.
As I raise my eyes to look at my reflection I can see the final remnants of my face: my mouth, my nose and my eyes. Before my eyes can widen in shock the only part of me that remains is my final tear as it falls to the ground,
It's splash hitting a puddle is the last thing that can be heard...
As I look behind there is a long, sheltered path so I keep running ahead.
I can feel the breeze on my skin and it raises goosebumps on my arms.
I shiver but keep running until I reach a clearing.
I look left and right but there is no one here but me and the trees.
I call out but my voice is swallowed up by the endless space around me.
There should be an echo ...
Hmmm... strange...
Slowly I walk to the centre of the circle and suddenly a beam of light hits my eyes making me hiss as I cover them.
When I look again I see... me?
My reflection.
There is a huge reflecting surface in front of me.
At first I can see only me and the trees behind me, but after a while, translucent shapes begin to appear.
They take the form of people in my life and each one looks at my other self with a smile in their eyes and a kindness on their face. As they appear and fade each one makes contact with my reflected self in some way.
They touch my arms, shoulders, try to take my hand, stroke my hair, kiss my forehead, but as each one touches my skin they dissipate and I am left alone in the mirror again...
Suddenly I realise I can't feel the earth beneath my feet, I can't feel the cold on my skin or smell the rich, wet scent from the trees. As I realise this my reflected self begins to fade and I look down at my hands and they have disappeared up to my elbows.
As I raise my eyes to look at my reflection I can see the final remnants of my face: my mouth, my nose and my eyes. Before my eyes can widen in shock the only part of me that remains is my final tear as it falls to the ground,
It's splash hitting a puddle is the last thing that can be heard...