Illusion Vale
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 | A tall stately mirror attracts your attention. The gilded plaque at its base emits a soft glow of its own and you lean down to read its faint words. Reaching out a hand, you feel a ripple of warmth - and an equal shiver of foreboding from the gently swirling surface of the mirror.
Your hand tingles with an unknown force and a slow creeping mist begins to swirl at your feet. You glimpse darkness beyond the rippling surface of the Mirror and you stumble back with a cry of alarm as a grinning skull looms up and barks a laugh before fading away. You feel the pull of the Mirror and cannot look away as a glowing red gem swirls into your vision backed by the cold light of a blue moon. Whispers; soft, sweet and terrible, reach out to you, telling to come forth, willing you to step through - beguiling, terrifying and utterly compelling. Your breath comes swiftly and your heart races. What comes next is your choice. They call to you. Will you answer?
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The House of Ainsley  | | Glittering lights assail your vision as a Circle of Mirrors battle for your attention. Through some you glimpse visions of beauties battling monsters, of demons and angels, of wars and peaceful glades. You see fairies, elves, mythical deities and in one you even see downtown Chicago; being demolished; by aliens. Then you realise that some of the mirrors are empty still of images, their rippling surfaces glinting dully, their plaques devoid of words. A hand descends and you look over your shoulder. A man stands beside you - bathed in both light and shadow. When he speaks, you feel at ease. "Choose your Mirror - step into a world already created, forge your destiny there, or step into an empty one and make your own world that others can step into." Warmth flows from him even as swirling shadows cloak his figure, "I am here, keeping the Mirrors safe. Escape for a time - but be sure to return to me eventually." Then he is gone and the Mirrors resume their battle of light for your attention.
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The House of Ainsley | | Plush red carpet muffle your footsteps as you wander further into the Hall. Flickering red light captures your attention and you turn into a room full of antique standing Mirrors placed so that none face another. The plaques of each pulse with dark red light and their words glitter golden. Like the Hall, some Mirrors have empty swirling surfaces - and others are filled. Your head swirls in heady pleasure as you glimpse lovers combined in ecstasy, the darkened rooms full of forbidden fruit, the sensuous line of neck, the curve of an ankle and the rippling contours of perfection. Tension lines your muscles and you quiver with anticipation. Choose a Mirror, make your own pleasure, or step through to a world already crafted. Participate.... and enjoy.
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