Author’s Note: I am still feeling stuck, so I asked for a jumpstart to my inspiration, and Liana Mir gave me a few things. I doubt this goes anywhere near the idea behind …leaping out of the frying pan of yourself / into the fire of someone else ~ “Adage” by Billy Collins and probably doesn’t do enough with broken glass, but it is interesting to see what odd things come to my brain at times, isn’t it?
Once she dreamed that she shattered her mirror with a touch, spilling broken glass upon the ground, and when she did, she became the person on the other side, the person she’d seen in the reflection so many times but was never her. The other woman did not share her face. She did not know how it happened or who that woman was, but she had become someone else with a gentle tap—for the glass, not for her.
Her hair became red as fire, her skin burning as she changed. Whatever this other woman was, she lived and breathed in the flame, and somehow she thought that she’d set the world ablaze with a single touch, just as she’d broken the glass with something so simple.
What she saw in that dream frightened her, and for years, she avoided the mirror, afraid to see that other woman when she looked at it, afraid that if given half the chance, that inferno would free herself and take over.
It took far too long for her to realize that what she was scared of was herself.