The End is Near
Not all inanimate objects are inanimate. I know I'm not. Yet, I cannot move or speak, I cannot converse. So, I must be inanimate. But being able to think this must mean the opposite of me. Life is funny that way.
"Why am I thinking these things?" you may ask, and if you did not, I thought it for you. My answer to this question would be, doesn't everyone question their life, their existence, right before it is about to end?
That is one thing I forgot to mention. I am about to die. So for the last time, let me introduce myself, I am the Mirror of Erised.
Erisedstra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi
I show not your face, but your hearts desire
I am sure, if you could stop him, you would, but every being has a beginning and an end, sometimes we have to accept that before we are ready.
He does look very mad. I wonder what he is seeing? I don't like peering into their desires, I think that is kind of rude. But I might make an – oh… now he is on the floor. The metal rod that almost held my death has clattered away from him. That is a relief.
Human emotions always stumped me. Could you tell me why he is crying? I guess knowing what he sees would be helpful.
Nothing. My face shows him nothing. Is that why he cries, because he does not desire? Wait… What is that? Someone is appearing in the picture. Another man; he is the same height, the same build, the same flame red hair. This one, though, is not strangely missing an ear. He is laying an arm over the man. They are both crying. This is not a happy desire!
I am sure he would rather something else, right?
But that is my problem, I do not show what I, or even they, believe they desire. I show exactly what they want, even if they do not know it themselves.
A/N: Written for:
'10 Characters, 10 Prompts': Mirror of Erised/Rod
'365 Days of Drabble': 223. Mirror
'Harry Potter Chapter Challenge': Philosopher's Stone - Chapter 12 'The Mirror of Erised'
'If you dare': 660. Mirror