Though raggedly recalled, legends persisted of a malevolent spirit that had once lingered about the lake. They had sat up late speculating on the tale and spinning their own stories of hauntings, spooking one another at the fringe of the campfire’s dancing glow. Now, paddling out on the sun sparkled water, their nighttime entertainment was forgotten as they eagerly explored each cove of the wooded lake.

Floating on a glassy plane of symmetry, their paddles at rest across the coamings of their kayaks, they marveled at the reflections on the surface and peered into the depths to see the inversion, treetops wavering in the blue sky in the water beneath them.

A sense of disembodiment came with the realization that they themselves had no reflection, nor a shadow. Fear caught them in a current of watery treetops and they drifted down, down, higher and higher into a bottomless liquid sky.


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing prompt #32. Prose Challenge – Write a story in 150 words where a character sees their reflection and is surprised by what they find.

4 thoughts on “Mirrored

  1. I love this! It’s so spooky. I had wondered at what they would see in the water, thinking something ghastly would be lurking beneath it but your twist at the end is even more chilling!
    Thanks for joining in with the Weekend Writing Prompt. Have a great weekend 🙂

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