The Mirror of many Lies

The truth is clouded and the pieces are in motion many unseen

The world has many unusual things in it there is so much going on that truth is so rare to actually come across. What if though there was a place designed to harness the lies that buried the truth of yourself and the world around you? This place exist somewhere unexpected a place I haven't visited in years. I must face it see if I can squeeze some truth from its lies I need more pieces.

I walk down a spiral staircase one I thought I never walk down again the clanging of my armor loud with every step but my heart beat louder wanting to leap out through my armor. These stairs lead to an old bedroom the one of my now deceased grandpa. My grandpa ,Stanwyck, was a decorated hero of our kingdom Vapon. In his final days he was held in the castle tucked away to live the last of his painful life as madness took hold of him ,his room has been mostly untouched out of respect for what he did for our country. My grandpa a man with no magic prowess loved what it could do and lead him to acquiring many unique magical trinkets. Many have been passed on now yet there was one magical trinket that few knew of which was the leading cause to his madness.

I enter the room as I look around dust swallowing much of the room. A bed to the left a chair in the far right corner, wardrobe in the far left corner next to this cabinet was a very special piece of furniture. There was a magical vanity most would laugh at this idea but its what brought my grandpas to madness. At the time he told us it had the power to tell the future but it talked of evil and corruption something far gone from our country. I hope my resolve can help me hold fast facing its lies. I walk towards the mirror dusting it off so it can once again reflect its surroundings. I stare at my reflections hands on the vanity and break the silence of this quiet old room.

Are you there reflection of lies?

Silence follows 1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes, it feels like an eternity as I stare at my reflection. I ease my hands off the vanity and turn my back as doubt begins to fill my mind then I hear it the whispered voice from behind sweat forms on my brow as it says,

You return after so long last I saw you were but a scared little boy. You still scared?

I turn as I look in the mirror my reflection twisted. My armor looks tattered massive dents in the plate, my skin looks tattered as the reflection shows scars on my face nonexistent. The surrounding objects in the mirror appeared worn as if a madman has destroyed the room. I look at my ghastly reflection and stutter out,

Is that what you take me for still a scared child?.

As I stare at my reflection it begins to laugh as chills run down my spine. Is it mocking me trying to scare me?

I look at you now a child in a mans body boy but its been so long since I last spoke I am glade its you scared BOY!

My reflection rushes forward slamming into the barrier of the mirror my eyes glowing green as it pounds on the glass. I take a step back my mind filled with dread as I begin to regret my decision to come down here. I yell back,

Blasted cur cease your hostility I have come looking for something and unless you want to be left here among the dust I suggest you stop!


To my surprise I see my reflection retreat as it smiles clearly happy it caught me off guard.

What information do you think I have that could be useful to you boy?

You knew something ,and told Stanwyck something my grandpa something that drove him to madness.

HAH I did didn't I ,if he was still alive he be in dismay right now knowing what you done. Knowing what he taught fell on death ears brings me so much joy.

What are you talking about I value his teachings every day I bring forth justice just like he did!

You are but a fool your mind clouded with fog not realizing the consequence of your action knight.

What are you talking about what my minds clear just like my actions I have taken for my kingdom. What could bring forth consequences?

You just can't see it even if I told you now it wouldn't matter you will fall into his hands regardless of what I tell you. Understand now you will see the people you care about die. YOUR FATE IS SEALED!

NO! NO! What are you talking about what pieces do I not see!

As I say this my reflections laughs as it warps into a monster a undead abomination as he does the mirror becomes normal the room once again reflecting what's before it. As I stare at my reflection my mind race. The Room is dead silent yet my beating heart fills my ears. I must find out what's wrong ,there's something I am missing what could it be The mirror says it doesn't matter ,but I am still in hold of my destiny I will not fail my kingdom. I will save and protect my loved ones. I leave the room slamming the door behind me.