Ugh. I ordered this one flying bat I made to find me a mirror worthy of reflecting my visage. And to its credit, it did come back with a mirror! A very fancy one, with carvings of faeries and flowers. Possibly used to belong to a noble. Silver backed and even enchanted, truly an artifact that anyone would be proud to own...
Anyone not made of gloom!!!
This oh so elegant mirror is enchanted to show the spiritual form along with the physical!! And guess what, it does not interact well with the image of demonic royalty.
It was horrible.
When one gazes into the mirror they should see their finely crafted features, an image that truly displays both their beauty and their power. It should reveal an image of perfection.
It should not show a vantablack shadow with piercingly bright eyes!!!!
My face! Absent! How am I supposed to arrange my eyelashes when it shows utter darkness!
Yes, yes, we all get it, mirror. How very poetic of you! Darkness of the soul reflects darkness upon its surface, oh metaphors, yada yada yada.
Look, sometimes it may be flattering to see oneself in a form of refined darkness wreathed in shadow. But sometimes, one just wants to see their face! Their very pretty face! Is that too much to ask, mirror?
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...oh.
There was... a button.
On the side.
To switch it back to normal reflecting.
...that I only saw after I had dramatically punched the mirror and gotten its shards all over the place.
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Welp. This is awkward.
...I'm going to have to get a mirror repair person, aren't I.
