Copyright – Claire Fuller
If a mirror existed that showed us our reflection, not as we appear, but as we feel; a pure reflection of our souls; what would I look like in such a glass? A rumbling volcano? An explosion of raging lava at a word said in a misjudged time? A spluttering of ash at a phrase uttered in a misused tone? But I guess it would be a mild volcano; no Vesuvius. Unsteady, yes, and explosive, but fading quickly; an Etna maybe.
You? What would your reflection be, my love? A statue made of marble, perhaps?
Emotionless, no explosions; cold to the touch, like marble?
All logic, no splutterings; clean and flawless, like marble?
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For Friday Fictioneers.
Sandra's scribbles 
This is beautiful Thank you.
(A statute made of marble, perhaps? – statue is misspelled.)
Woops! Thanks for that!
I don’t think they’re made for each other. This was a different take on the prompt.
Depends on what she’s willing to accept, I guess. Thanks for your comment, Sandra.
Brilliant. Absolutely love it.
Thanks for the lovely feedback 🙂
This is lovely. She’s really got the measure of her lover!
How would my reflection be? That’s between the mirror and me (and NSA etc).
hehe 🙂 good one! Thanks for your comment, Patrick.
Sandra, Good story and well written. It looks like opposites really attracted in that case. Good descriptions. 🙂 —Susan
Thanks, Susan.
Much as I get frustrated at the extent of my inner turmoil – outwardly hidden – I would rather feel, than feel nothing at all. Great story.
An interesting thought, and I totally agree!
Dear Sandra,
Interesting analogies. A lovely piece of writing and food for thought.
shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks, Rochelle.
That was so cleverly done, great piece 🙂
Thanks 🙂
Lovely story!
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Yes, no one is perfect..!! Flaws & irregularities in each make us different & unique.
Brilliantly described!! 🙂
Thanks a lot for your comment, Patrick.
Nice contrast between these two. Good work!
Thanks 🙂
Great story! Impressive. Thanks, Nan 🙂
Thanks a lot for your comment, Nan!