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"The Mirror"

As she traced her lips slowly in the mirror, lining the contours carefully enough to lose herself in the motions, her image was born. Her flare for the arts and the ability to immerse herself in their values, was the very thing that helped keep her a mystery. It was what shaped and defined her in both the world she lived, and the world she hoped to be. Her safe haven, the place where she could escape her own reality, was tucked far behind the insecurities of...being found out. The theatrics of her life acted as the safety net for her true self. Her power lie in the ability to overwhelm others to the tune of their own detriment while the constant threat of her offensive kept her from ever playing defense...thus keeping her safe. Her gift was also her curse. But today things looked different. The reflection of herself that she had come to know and accept took the form of something new. Today, the original piece gave way to realities interpretation of her image. She saw herself for the very first time...

Every now and then, I get on some ol' other shit and my mood completely changes. Today is one of those days...

::DISCLAIMER - SPOILER NOTICE::

This is some VERY EXPLICIT AND SEXUALLY CHARGED dialogue. This is geared towards the female populous, but if you are a male, think on a higher plane, and is confident with your own sexuality, then you can read on. I just don't want to have to explain this shit to nobody because its SELF-EXPLANATORY!