I used to be alone... have no one to talk.
Now I have 'Someone' I can talk to... a mirror in my room.
AloneSometimes I take my own photo in front of the mirror, so that my reflection become my twin,
and slowly alive, turns into reality....
My reflection as my 'twin'
I often hide under a veil, so that no one can meet my twin... then I can enjoy my time with him...
Under a veil
Violet in mirrorHe showed me colors inside the mirror...
He made me happy 😇
How many colors in are there in this world? Can you show them to me, my Dear?
Another colorAhh... so this is how it feels...
I let myself sink inside the colors you show me.
Then I ask myself, is there a color Darker than Black?
Questioning
Darker than Black?I never know, I always keep my only candle to keep me sane.
But... that question makes me curious...
The candleAs I blow my candle Everything becomes red
You pull me into your realm, and make me insane...
You make me a prisoner of mirror.
Madness in redFin
