This week’s Picture It & Write can be found here. I enjoy this new group and seem to get a good lot of hits out of it, so thank you Ermilia. Hope you all enjoy and constructive criticism is welcome.

Soft piano giggle echoed through the corridor, light tapping and the occasional swish of a dress also accompanied the sound. Dane trekked silently down the hall, as quiet as the fall of a feather, ancient sheets of dust lay on the floor and sprung to life with each footstep. He came upon a door, paper birch white with a prominent brass handle protruding from it, beckoning Dane to open.

Slowly he turned the handle, it creaked from years of being untouched, its echo filled with relief. Dane pushed against the door and looked inside, crumbling brick like a cake, fell away leaving a trail of dust cascading after it caught in the eerie light of the full moon outside. As he looked in he caught the shimmer of a figure, seemingly disappear like a hologram, a sweet young giggle stroked his ears and sent an abnormal shiver through his body.

The only feature in the room was a large mirror leaning against the back wall as though tired with waiting. Dane crept towards it and brushed away century old dust, revealing intricate patterns engraved in the brass of the frame. He glanced down at the mirror which not only reflected his image but a petite young girl behind him, dressed in a swam white dress which shimmered with purity. Dane yelped in fright as the girls face transformed and a sudden boiling talon of evil engulfed him.

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