A Desire, A Vow

Author: Shinjiriko
From: Neopia, Malaysia
Age: 14
Date: 21st Aug 2005, 8:10 AM
Rating: 4
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Title: A Desire, A Vow

The Mirror of Erised. Something I’ve only read of, heard of, but mostly read of. Now it was there in front of me, brought to me by my minions. I could tell that this was the original; the inscriptions beside it clarified everything. In a sense, I was overjoyed to finally find it, in another, I was scared to find out what my heart desired. Yet I feel as if it wants me to look through it. And so I did.

I walked on over and took a look; the first images weren’t clear, mere blurs. But I could definitely figure out what it looked like; a man and a woman. I couldn’t tell, but I felt that they were both happy together. I understood what the mirror had meant; I had always wanted companionship, or atleast friendship. By that I meant real friendship, instead of disposable ones. Friends that wouldn’t call me names, friends that wouldn’t make fun of me. I was already a powerful ruler, so why did I need that? In a sense, I was insecure of myself and I needed somebody to encourage me and help me in my time of need.

The blurs vanished and appeared a silhouette of a man standing in front of many corpses, his hands held out as if he was laughing manically. This was obvious. I wished the deaths of others just to satisfy my bloodlust. My strength needed to be proved, and so I conceded to murdering villages that I see along my way. I gazed closely at the mirror, only to see a shadow nearby getting up. The man had run over and used a sword to slay the being. I smiled maliciously as I looked at it.

That vanished as well, and what appeared next surprised me. Another silhouette was inside a room, hugging his legs to his chest. He was alone, nobody else was there. I frowned. This really was my deepest desire; to be alone, undisturbed by anyone, nobody to hurt me, nobody for me to hurt. Just me, myself and I. Yet the atmosphere in that room was full of sorrow, I couldn’t understand. If being alone was my deepest desire, why would I be sad? That vanished as well, and the next image surprised me.

A grave.

My grave.

I backed away in disgust looking at it, before raising a fist and smashing the mirror straight in the middle. I called a minion out and ordered him to clean that up, before I retreated to a nearby balcony. That grave was my deepest desire? Did I, deep in my heart, wanted to die? Did I feel guilty for all the deaths that I have caused and I had wanted to die in guilt? I denied that. I will not die. I will not die by the pitiful fools that call themselves heroes. I will live on, unbeaten.

That is my vow, or my name is not Shinzui Stamifrah.

P.S: No, you do not know this character. I haven’t shown him at all, yet. And Stamifrah is not my name. If this is depressing for you, I am thus sorry.


A Storyteller Topic - The Mirror of Erised
The Mirror of Erised shows you the things you want the most. For Harry, it showed him his parents. If you looked into the Mirror of Erised, what would it show you - what is your hearts desire.

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