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It is a mirror which presents the reflection of a pretty girl, but it explodes into a thousand pieces and each piece contains one of the pieces of the portrait, charcoal and ink monochrome, dark background
She looked into the mirror every morning, just to make sure she was still herself.
Most mornings, she was.
But one morning, the reflection looked back as if it had come to check the very same thing.
Neither of them moved.
Neither of them blinked.
Then the mirror cracked.
To this day, nobody knows which side survived.
