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I urge people to join in, comment with your paragraph of fiction to accompany the image. It doesn’t have to follow my story or reflect the same themes. It can be a poem or in a different language (provide a translation please :) ). Anyone who wants to join in, is welcome. This photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it & Write gallery on Facebook and Pinterest.

Every fortnight we hope to host a photograph suggested by contributors. So, keep those photograph recommendations coming. Submit your favourite images (with credit) for next week’s Picture it & write!

My father had warned me many times before but with no avail. The mirror had taken my mother long ago and now it sought after me. My fingers fingered the Victorian iron wrought frame. Power radiated off it and burned my cheeks. I couldn’t look away. I was beautiful. I was perfect. Blemishes had been rubbed away, my eyes glittered and my skin glowed. I was the fairest in all the land and I wanted to keep it that way. My fingers tightened their grip.

- Ermisenda Alvarez

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