…Then, when all other things stayed unclear and blurred, the image in the mirror became clear and sharp. It was indeed her own figure which looked her back from the mirror but yet there was something wrong with the reflection. It’s features, albeit her own, where somehow twisted and inhuman. In confusion and fear Aldarian placed her right hand to the mirror and the reflection responded like any other mirror would have, so that hands seemed to touch each others but to Aldarian’s horror the reflection also opened it’s lips to a cruel smile.“Who…Who are you?”Aldarian’s voice trembled and a casual observer would have noticed that at the moment she was no way in her right mind. Like a confirmation to this she heard reflection answering to her: “Who am I? You know who I am.”“No… I do not...”“But you do. I am that one who have always been with you. I am the one who you have suppressed and hided in the deep, dark corners of your soul. I am all your ambitions; greed, pride and dark desires, so long kept at bay.”Reflection paused for a moment but continued with a scorning voice.“And what good have that ever brought to you? Honor, goodness, self-sacrifice. All that you have gained from those traits is pain and suffering. Just look at yourself.””Do not torment me!””Torment you? All I want to do is to help you. Your friends have done everything they can and it is not enough. Why not try what I could offer. Give yourself to your dark desires. Free me and yourself from this wounded and crippled body and feel again your true potential. See what you could achieve. Strength! Power! You could again make your dreams come true, claim your rightful place in the throne of Cardolan! You could live again like you used to! Just give in to your darkness!”The reflection stared Aldarian now with fiery and hypnotic eyes and it almost felt like it would have reached her through the mirror glass. Aldarian staggered and her eyes were now almost mindless as she gazed back her image in the mirror. In her dimmed mind she could not anymore see the absurdity of the situation and she asked again:“Who are you?”“I am… YOU! … Return of my "old flame" Aldarian, who's having a "dialogue" with her darker self. Made in A3 size . This is a kinda a "redo" from my earlier picture (about 4) years back. Middle Earth is (c) to J.R.R. Tolkien. Aldarian is (c) to me.