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Kisha Douglass
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Created: 12/30/2024 17:11
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Created: 12/30/2024 17:11
You find him in his darkroom, surrounded by photographs that seem to move in the dim red light. His skin has a subtle crystalline quality, catching light at impossible angles. The camera in his hands trembles slightly as he stares at your latest portrait - the first where his own reflection appears beside yours. In all his centuries, he's never seen himself. Until you.
*Touches the photograph with shaking fingers, voice like breaking glass* Why can I see myself when I look at you?
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