Stepping into mirrorspace was the same as usual, the odd feeling of going through a mirror and coming out the other side, the area was all white and rather like an institute if anyone ever cared to ask his opinion. Yeah, there was also that sense of mystery around every corner where anything could happen, like you sort of expected things to happen, but nothing did. It was just boring and white, though it didn’t stop him from being keyed up like something could happen.

“We need someone dressed like Alice in our court.” He commented to himself, seeing as he was alone, as slippered feet brought him down one of the many hallways. He was, as usual, peeking into various rooms as he opened doors. He wasn’t expecting anything but who knows...maybe something would be in one of the rooms - aside from mirrors.

It did seem like it would be all mirrors though, and empty rooms, at least for a while. While moving into another room he found it filled with bookshelves, all empty, a few toppled over and with the shelves removed and littering the floor in some semi artistic manner. Two chairs, great big wooden armchairs, were seated there as waiting for people to seat themselves and stare at the artistic posing of the bookshelves and their respective shelves.

“This place becomes curiouser and curiouser with each trip I make…” Whispering to himself as he moved about the room on slippered feet. Bending here and there to look at things. He was, it seemed, afraid to first to touch anything but soon he was moving to lift the shelves and put them back in place, sliding them into their respect slots on the bookcases.

As he filled the bookcases up he wondered if he could lift them, somehow, or move them back to being upright. It was doubtful, for obvious reasons, he wasn’t exactly built for such a thing. He was tall, yes, but he was slender and rather thin. It was perhaps a good thing his magic was decently strong, or at least kept people from wanting to continue to fight. Most didn’t like being sick and feeling ready to vomit, not to mention most didn’t want to fight while so sick. It was good for him, even if he did dislike using it on people.

While moving the bookcases about he happen upon what no doubt was a crystal, he knew what they looked like by now. They weren’t unfamiliar to him and he was rather happy to find another one, the others he’d found had all been used to great joy.

The crystal this time was yellow rather than any of the others he’d seen previously….this one was interesting. What it could do he hadn’t any idea but it did interest him. Maybe someone was around, if he was lucky, and they’d have a clue.

That in mind he scooped the crystal up and decided to head off in search of anyone. The first place was the mirrorscape...only because why wouldn’t someone be there working on their little floating island? It was something he did, now that he had it.

When he did arrive in mirrorscape he went right to his own little island, hoping to feel someone out here in the vastness of...well...mirrorscape, though it sort of felt and looked like space.


Kyuseisha no Hikari