Gentle Shimmer

Luna walked along the alleyway. Her footsteps made no more noise than a mouse. She tripped over, but then composed herself and stood up again. The different legs had been, uh, different.

It had been three days since Shimmer had stepped through the mirror. She had dragged Luna through it, and now she was stuck like this. It's only for a little while, she told herself, a little while.

She didn't understand the pain she would soon know.