Novel & Cerita Honey This Mirror Isn't Big Enough

"yh me too.. I do hear of her but I taught she was quack... I didn't know she was this powerful" "She is Powerful". Louis corrected and Boston immediately mouthed an apology. Silence befalled them as the rustling of leaves and breeze occupied their hearing. Louis mind went back to the writing he saw in the mirror YOU BELONG TO ME!!! How???... was the mirror referring to him?. in what way does he belong to a Mirror?. or is it another trick inside Ayanna's Domain. 🌬️Maybe it's another trick inside Ayanna's Domain 🌬️. his subconscious said to him and he chuckled

"Why?" "I'm going to summon Darcy, she could help," Ann brought out her pretty seashell mirror and threw it to me. I caught it and opened the shell. The mirror was made out of still water, not frozen, still liquid but not moving either. It means I didn't need to get it wet. Darcy appeared with a big grin. "Hello, me, again," she said playfully. "How may I help you?" "Look at this," I turned the mirror to the barrier. "How do I get across?" I turned the mirror back to me.

I want to curl up and bawl my eyes out. One of the huge custom-made gold gilded mirrors, cracked right along its ten-foot centre, has been left hanging up there like that would ever be acceptable. Not only is it horrendous to see but if that glass fell out of that frame, it would kill somebody. I can only guess at how out of hand the nights in here have been getting if they smashed one of the mirrors mid-party. Joanne doesn’t give a toss about this place—evidently. She doesn’t get what it means at all, what it means to me.

_Alina's POV_ The stairs led to a small, dimly lit room, and as I stepped inside, the air seemed to grow heavier. The only thing in the room was a large, ornate mirror standing in the center. Its frame was made of dark wood, intricately carved with symbols that mirrored the ones I had seen throughout the maze. The glass itself was clear, but there was something about it that made me uneasy. It wasn’t just a reflection—it was more than that.

Tyr turned around and stared at this massive magical mirror, already falling into contemplation. “This enchanted mirror is far too big. If it was only the size of a palm, that would be ideal. In that case, wouldn’t it just be an extra storage bag, which I could stuff anything inside?” However, Tyr’s idea fell through. This magic mirror was so big that it was impossible to reduce it to a smaller size. Tyr reasoned that since this magical mirror could open up into space, there must be other objects in this world that can do the same, but he had yet to encounter them.

The moment we entered inside, we were blinded by lights. It took me a few seconds to adjust to the light. “What's that?” I asked as I looked at the blue glass revolving in one corner. He looked at me “Not many can handle that” he said. “What is that?” I repeated. “Mirror of future” he said to me. My eyes widened. “Can I check that?” I asked him. “If you are strong enough to face it” he replied instead. “I see” “I will check it out” If I am here, I have to give it a try.

CHAPTER ONE MIRA "How do I look?" "Lucky," Sharon's voice reminded me of where I came from. I was standing in front of the mirror. The mirror hung on a single nail in a corner of a dimly lit, sparsely furnished room. The mirror's surface is cloudy and streaked, reflecting a distorted image of the bare, peeling walls and the worn, creaky floorboards. The frame, once ornate, now hung crooked and faded, its gilded edges chipped and worn away. The mirror seemed to lean wearily against the wall, as if it too had given up on the surroundings.

If they were all used to buy cloth, there would be no money to buy oil to make essential oils. And her daughter has always wanted a small mirror. Although she didn't say it, he felt uncomfortable every time she looked at the broken mirror. The mirror that she use is her aunt Alice threw away. It was so old that no matter how hard she wiped it, It couldn't be polished, and the figures inside were blurry, when he came to the city this time, he wanted his daughter to pick a mirror she liked.

I wasn’t particularly interested in finding out how many decades it was exactly. I put a hand through the mirror and it was like putting my hand through water. It was cold and slippery, but I came through on the other side still dry. I turned back to the oval shaped mirror high on the dark wall, my brows furrowing in confusion. Neither this mirror nor the mirror in the pantry had been little bigger than a pocket mirror, therefore, I was bigger than it, but somehow, I had walked through it. Okay, moving on. I turned and surveyed my new surrounding.

“Search for 5 kilometers round. Now.” A small magic circle glowed golden on top of the mirror. The surface then wrinkled and turned a milky color. When the color settled, the mirror showed an image of a big nose. “Someone is in possession of it.” said Dorin. “Can you blow it up?” asked Seb, his voice dead serious. “What if someone just innocently picked it up?” Dorin asked surprised at his friend’s request. “It might be a kid, or a janitor, or something...”