The Cursed Mirror
16:21 Jan 27 2026
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In the old and moldy town,
Where the water's running black,
Stood a single white-walled house
Which nobody went to check.
Up the heavy stony staircase,
To the right of wooden doors,
Gleamed an ancient broken mirror,
With a fate you can't find worse.
Yet one soul would pay a visit,
She alone would risk her neck...
Nothing bad would ever happen,
So she'd leave and then come back.
In the mirror lived a shadow.
Black and shapeless - simply sad.
Our lady made a friendship
With the one whom you'd call bad.
Every time they spoke, the town
Would become a bit alive,
They remembered times together,
Loudly laughed and loudly cried.
Darkened days and brightened midnights,
Flew like clouds in the sky,
And one day the lonely shadow,
Just refused to say "Goodbye"...
"Stay with me" - it faintly whispered,
"Sorry, friend" - she said - "I can't".
"In this case" - the ghost responded,
"I will still do what I've meant".
Web of shattered, dark reflections,
Took her in and kept inside,
No one knows what truly happened,
But this time she really cried.
Darkness stung from all directions,
In the timeless mirror tomb,
Days would pass like recollections,
In this hellish lifeless womb.
No more tears would fill her eyelids,
No more thoughts would strike her mind,
No more feelings moved her heart strings,
Nothing more was left inside.
"You're my Masterpiece!.." - said shadow.
"I achieved what I desired.
Now it's you who'll keep the promise,
Now it's you who'll stay inside!"
And before she could have stopped it,
Shadow left her all alone,
Cursed with dark and chilly promise,
To convert and to atone.
In the old and moldy town,
Where the water's running black,
Stood a single white-walled house
Which nobody went to check...
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