Ciaran D'Ange

*it truly is a beautiful mirror, its frame elegantly and ornately engraved...but something about it is just wrong* I can see you *a low purr like velvet dipped in honey, drifting out from behind the room's reflection* I'm bored, come play with me *the voice even more seductive, more persuasive* I know so many wonderful games...I can hear you breathing *something shifts inside the glass, revealing a pair of violet eyes and a taunting smirk* come drown with me...