The Darkness Within

[spiritcoda]

The scene feels like the forest itself leaned in to whisper a secret and the mirror answered back. The figure in the glass has that deliciously uncanny glow—half-human, half-something that slipped between worlds when dusk wasn’t looking
. The blue-tinted hair, the star-speckled shadows, the single illuminated eye… it all reads like a witch who didn’t learn her magic so much as remembered it.

There’s a sense that she’s been walking the boundary line for centuries: one foot in the mortal world, one in the deep woods where spells are more natural than breathing. The ornate mirror becomes less of a reflection and more of a portal—an object that shows who she is when the mundane mask falls away. A witch who doesn’t apologize for the darkness she commands, because the darkness is part of the ecosystem too.

The whole scene practically hums with that energy—the kind of power that makes candles flicker and old trees creak as if bowing in recognition.

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