Tiny Phantom


Notes: Innocent pink roses, marshmallow buttercream, pale white musk, antique mahogany.

I was not quite sure whether they had locked the door; and when I dared move, I got up and went to see. Alas! yes: no jail was ever more secure. Returning, I had to cross before the looking- glass…and the strange little figure there gazing at me, with a white face and arms specking the gloom, and glittering eyes of fear moving where all else was still, had the effect of a real spirit.

You see it there in the glass, a tiny phantom – a glimpse of white in an otherwise dark room. But there’s no need to scream, and there’s no need to faint — the thing in the darkness is you.


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