The crystal Mirror
The man stood there gazing at the speculum, he could see his family clutching a battered photo of him in their withered hands.All the family were crowded around the lit bed of coal and praying for him to come back.The image was soon swept away, with a gust of wind.Ubruptly the man glanced down at the boundry of the mirror, there was an beautifully carved engraving that said.
Your future...
The pessimistic man looked straight ahead.his feet were stuck to the unyielding concrete. Suddenly a strange feeling fell over the man like he was being watched.