Ana looked at me, enticing me , luring me into the mirror world. A world of power, a world of darkenss, glamour and beauty.........a world of make-believe, an escape from reality. She was my friend and my enemy, my madness and my sanity. She promised me beauty and strength. Her protruding bones were to me, an ivory sculpture, showing her inner strength and will power against a basic need. The dark circles under her eyes spoke of self-sacrifice, and battles fought in the night. I thought she was invincible, powerful and strong, yet she was an illusion. A monster hid beneath her flesh and surfaced as I was captured and taken into Dorjan. I wanted to be her and yet I despised her, I wanted to live in the darkness, yet I was afraid
