Mirror-mirror Fruit 소설 & 이야기

I could make out the outer frame of the mirror, all black and having something similar to vines twisting and turning from the base on either side and merging at the top. The mirror itself was broader, but looked old and also had cracks in it. Faint ones. But despite that, I could see something move inside it, something dark. I pulled the coat closer and folded my arms as something dark swirled in the mirror, rippling like water, as if it wanted to get out of the mirror by cracking it open. The darkness thrashed against the mirror, slamming into it every now and then, but the mirror stayed solid and unmoving. The corners began to glow in a light blue color, and I think I saw weird symbols app

Every tree, every rock, every gust of wind seemed to whisper of dangers lurking just beyond the horizon. Lia’s wrist-mark had been flaring with more intensity over the past few days, the power within her growing stronger, and yet more volatile. The strange "Mirror Soul" ability—this gift, or curse—was becoming harder to control. Every time she replicated magic, it drained her energy, leaving her weak and vulnerable. But she couldn’t stop. The Heart of the Greykin was still out there, and it was the only hope for her people. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

They walked on. The Mirror Fields were vast. This meant that it took nearly two hours before they saw the first sign of life: a mirror that is representing an individual object in the middle of the field. Its frame was draped with vines that ate into the wall yet the glass portion was pristine, almost excessive. It caught the group as they were in movement but not really as they were; each reflection was not static but changed and revealed other versions of the group. A younger Serakha. A bloodied Lucian. A man in Arden laughing with strangers. They stopped, staring.

I didn’t hesitate. The chamber below was suffocating—lit only by veins of glowing quartz embedded in the walls. At the center stood the mirror. It was not constructed as a normal glass. It was ten feet high and its very edges were of obsidian teeth, and glimmered it did with a silver so deep it seemed to fall. The Mirror of Mercy. I approached it slowly. “What do I give?” “Blood,” Killian whispered behind me, his voice distant. I drew my knife, and cut my hand. When the blood spilt on the bottom of the mirror it became absorbed by the obsidian, just as water settles in the sandy desert.

She smirked, setting out the plates and she proceeded to scoop cups of rice inside the small sack. “It is not about what you think, Yana.” “So, what it is all about?” Yana asked, trying to figure the statement I uttered. “Can we take this mirror off, Yana?” “What do you mean?” Yana wondered, wiping off the bottom part of the rice container before putting it back to its shaft. “Yana,” I came closer to her. “When the mirror has gap, there is a possibility that the mirror is two-way. It means that there might be the back of it can be seen by others from there to here.”

‘The Great Mirror Spell! ‘Holy sh*t, this really is… a reliable Forbidden Spell. I won't have to use the mirror to create mirror images from now on.’ More importantly, there was amazing merit within the Great Mirror Spell. The actual body could shuffle between the mirror images without limitations. Just as Alex’s consciousness was about to return, another lotus flower bloomed, making him run over again. This flower seemed rather weird, as the spell it gave was called ‘the Great Rage Spell.’ ‘Huh? What the hell? Raging is a Forbidden Spell? This is kind of useless!’

Walking back to me, Mirra handed me the glass and ordered me to drink. I looked at the gooey green liquid and cringed. Bringing the glass up to my lips, I took and small sip and the muscles in my face immediately reacted. "Uhh... How is this going to open my appetite?" I asked, earning myself a chuckle from Mirra. "Herbs are not meant to be sweet my Queen, they're meant to heal. Now drink up." Pinching my nose with the tip of my thumb and index finger, I downed the entire drink in one break and pressed my palm against my mouth the stop it from coming back up.

Evelyn ran, excited and everyone followed her. Seraphina's eyes roamed over that big shiny mirror before her. Its edges were coated with a crimson colour metal. "This mirror is special," Seraphina heard an old woman speaking, who was standing beside the mirror with an old man which she assumed was her husband. "What's special about this mirror?" Nevada asked, curious. "This mirror is called the Mirror Of Love," The old man uttered, smiling. Seraphina became curious at his words. "Mirror of love?" Evelyn asked.

he gave me a purple coloured fruit. " Thank you" I said as I ate the fruit, it was cold in my mouth " hmmmm it's delicious" "What's this one called?" I asked " It's called Cula friut" he replied. " I love it, I love them all apart from the red fruit I ate earlier" I said I could still feel the bitter taste on my tongue. Prince Liam laughed holding his stomach. It was the first time he was laughing and he looked more like Master Derek. " The Rodar friut , it's a medicinal friut. We usually give it to people who are in pains or in coma" he said and then something clicked on my mind.

"Whatever you have, Emily," The little girl pulled out from underneath the stall a basket of fruits of all shapes and colors. Each little finger pointed at each fruit and said, "The black dragon fruit helps the fire-system spirit beast increase its attack power. The blue hedgehog helps the ice-system spirit beast increase its defense; the spiny hedgehog helps the spirit beast level up; I am not sure what effect the red avocado has. Most of them come from murky forests." "Heavy goods, yes?" Aoip asked.