Title: Attention Deficit Distraction
Word count: 243
Drat it. Carefully she lifted the mirror from the altar like vanity as if it were an offering, supporting the silvery polished surface from below and not touching its reflective portion. Too much work went into keeping the mirror clear, bright and perfect. Turning the mirror towards the demon, she said, “See yourself and go, return from where you came and never leave that place.”
The demon laughed, his eyes glowing. “You think you can banish me from this plane before I plant myself in you?”
Her smile answered and made him pause. Sweeping out his hand as if to strike the impediment to his desire, he made the mistake of looking.
His denial slowly vanished as the mirror rapidly sucked him in and through. Some day she resolved, replacing the mirror in its spot as carefully as she’d picked it up.; she would scry where the various ones went when so banished. One could only live so long before curiosity became too strong.
Turning back to the monitor, set onto the back of the vanity, her fingers found the keyboard and she let the internet suck her in. There was scrying and there was informational scrying. Her smile broadened, research, scrying through a monitor was called research. The fiction she was working on was sorely in need of researching. Now where was that photo of the door that seemed to have an eye in the center of its organic exterior. She shuddered.
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