Frosted Mirrors

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Frosted Mirrors

Author Comments

Listen to this to understand it all better:

"I thought I just had a cold.

I shut out the world; locked myself in and tossed the key. I didn't need other people. They only mess things up in my life. Nobody talks to me, except myself now. The days pass as if there's nothing to them. Since retreating, I've felt life become a lot lighter.

Except the coughing. When the coughing started, I brushed it off as inhaling incorrectly or some newfangled allergen in the air, maybe even the start of a cold. As the days continued, so did the ever-increasing cough. *cough*...*cough*...*cough*... After some time, I start seeing a thing in the corner of my eye as well... But when I turn to look, there's nothing. I calmly denounced it as the lack of sleep from coughing and nothing more than my sanity slipping. My dedication to solitude was far more important to me than a shred of sanity.

Days pass, the coughing has become as routine as breath itself, as the corner-eye-ghost, as missing her; but now.. Now *he* is here too. At first, I wasn't sure if sanity had a new elaborate trick to play on me, but I've realized that it's not my sanity but something real. It chills me to my core when he appears.

The first time, it was truly terrifying. It was only for a matter of seconds, but felt like hours. He was there. In the mirror.. I would have dismissed it as nothing, if I hadn't *felt* the breath he gave. The slight frost over the mirror. The piercing gaze. But it *was* real.. Until I pulled away and turned to find he was not there.

Now, now he is there every time I look in the mirror. Life no longer has a light feeling to it, instead it's very dense and bears a lot of weight on my heart. I'm not sure who he is.. But he must be waiting for something. Today, I look in the mirror.. He's closer than normal.. The mirror is frosted from his presence. Is this death? Is my lost sanity allowing him to be visible to me? For as long as it's been, I wish she was here with me. I'm terrified and I don't know what to do.. I can't move.. I want to cough.. Why can't I cough? It itches so bad... My throat isn't reacting.. My breath is slowing down tremendously...Please...Breathe..."


reminds me what my freind told me once.
"look deep into you're soul to see the fate and sin of you're horrible kind"
dont know why he told me that but thats kinda smart

The fact that you put the time into making a story for this artwork makes this so much better and gives it much deeper meaning. The song also adds a very daunting atmosphere which helps the feel of the story. All in all, its a very good piece, and if it were a book, I would most definitely read it.

Rhunyc responds:

Thank you very much. I'm glad you took the time to listen to the song as well, a lot of my art pieces are influenced by particular songs, I feel like listening to them will help compliment the artwork a lot. :)

Also, I'm considering doing more of these and making a small book of spooky stories/artwork.

wow the composition is really deep, i like how you kept the mood true to the story

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Rhunyc responds:

Ah thank you, I'm happy to hear that!

Great work!! Love both the painting and that short story!!

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Rhunyc responds:

Thank you! :)

Alway impress me! Look really nice!

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Rhunyc responds:

Ah thank you! I really appreciate that. :D

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Credits & Info

4.85 / 5.00

Nov 23, 2015 | 4:00 AM EST
File Info
1900 x 1468 px
1.5 mb

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