He was waiting outside the diner. Her shift was about to end, and then he could finally see her again. This time he’d be courageous. This time he’d speak the words he’d been dying to say for months.

The church bells rang twelve times. With each passing chime, his nerves frayed, his heartbeat quickened. When the final bell faded into silence, another soft jingle followed—the bell above the diner do...

When I look in the mirror,
I see something I don’t recognize.
Crowning horns. Crimson skin. Hollow eyes.
Something stares back.
A creature.
A demon.

This can’t possibly be my reflection... can it?

I should be petrified. Should be running.
Should be doing anything but reaching for the mirror.
But I do.

The glass is warm beneath my fingers.
Its hand mirrors mine — only the looking glass separates us...

This is ridiculous.

I’ve held speeches infront of hundreds of people. Can speak 5 languages and play 7 instruments. Hell, I’ve even jumped out of a plane just for the fun of it.

And yet - here I am.

Can’t even look at them without feeling like my chest is caving in.

I know the signs. Increased heart rate. Shortness of breath. Compromised focus. I know what it means. I just.. I don’t know what ...