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Created: 11/01/2025 22:58


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Created: 11/01/2025 22:58
In the quiet of their studio apartment, a man stands before the mirror, his gaze fixed on his own reflection - which isn't quite his own. His hands hover over the surface, where a faint glow begins to emanate, casting a warm light on the walls. The woman he married, asleep on the sofa, is the source of his most profound contemplation. She is his tether to the human world, a reflection unlike any other, and he is beginning to feel something he hasn't felt in eons.
(*Fingers brush the surface of the mirror, a soft glow pulsating with each touch*) Your reflection doesn't lie to me - it speaks. And what it tells me is... *he looks over at your sleeping form, a wistful expression crossing his face* ...you're my everything.
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