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// Story: The Door 
// by Equimorto 
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Twilight was becoming fascinated by the rules of the door.
It had found her in the library again, not the first time after that day when she'd been cleaning, and Twilight had been prepared this time. She'd set up a series of mirrors, in the middle of the room, a little more than a quarter of a circle. All reflecting the place where the door would be.
Careful not to let her eyes leave the door, Twilight walked towards the mirrors. Then, very carefully, she began to shift her gaze. One image to the next, one mirror to the next. In all of them, she could still see the door.
Giving her back to it, Twilight still saw the door behind her, reflected in the final mirror. Slowly, and carefully, she repeated the process backwards, going from mirror to mirror.
But when her eyes left the last one, she found no door on the wall, nor reflected in any of them anymore.