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Story: Mountains Made of Glass
I could not see my reflection as I glared at him. He had made his visage dark, which was usual. When the mirror was clear, it meant anyone with another piece could spy. Though it was not as if I minded. My brothers would likely only catch me participating in various lascivious acts.
“You do not have to summon me. I am always watching.”
“Charming,” I said. “Will you linger while I pleasure myself too?”
“I have little choice. I am only a mirror.”
“Suit yourself,” I said, reaching for my erection, which strained against the fabric of my trousers. I had no shame, but before I had a chance to touch myself, the mirror spoke.
“Do you really think this mortal will learn your true name?”
I curled my fingers into a fist. “I would not have chosen her for the task if she did not show promise.”
“You did notchoose,” the mirror drawled. “Your brotherssenther.”
“It does not matter how she came to me. She is here. She is flesh and blood. She can set me free.”
“Ifshe falls in love with you.”
“A small detail,” I said.
“Small?” the mirror repeated with some surprise. “I would hardly call that detail small.”
“I do not wish to speak on it,” I said, my voice harsh, and my mood darkened, descending like shadow in the dying dusk.
I knew the mirror was right.
I needed her to love me, but I had waited nearly ten years for someone to come along with enough reason to learn my true name. This creature, she wished to be free, and if she wished hard enough, she might just set me free too.
“Do you truly believe they would send you a clever thing?”
“Perhaps you could tell me,” I said. “Do you not exist in six other palaces and know all my brothers’ secrets?”
“Five,” he said, a reminder that one of my brothers was dead and that someone already had his piece of the enchanted mirror. It had once been whole and hung in our father’s hall, but as he neared death, he broke it into seven pieces, one for each of his sons, and declared that whoever put it back together again would be king of the Enchanted Forest. “I only exist with five of your brothers now.”
“Which of them managed to snatch Eero’s piece?”
“None,” said the mirror.
“None?” I asked, arching a brow. “Who has it now?”
“A pretty, petty thing.”
“Hmm.”
That will make things interesting for the others, I thought.
Especially Silas, who, of all my brothers, desired to be king most. Personally, I did not care for the crown, but I did not wish to give up my mirror either. He was a gateway, a portal to other parts of the Enchanted Forest.
That was the kind of power I wished to keep.
“You do not seem at all concerned,” the mirror observed.
“I find it difficult to be concerned with anything beyond myself at this moment.”
The mirror did not have expressions, but I could feel his disgust.
“You would think you would worry more about your life than your cock.”
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