Where Morgan Becomes Himself
“Oh, here†Morgan mumbled to himself. In this case ‘Here’ was an apparently endless plain. The only obvious thing was a speck of something in the far distance. Shrugging, Morgan walked towards it. After some time it was apparent that it was coming towards him. After some more time it was apparent that it was human. After yet more time it was apparent that it was mirror of himself. Except.
Except where one was bearded, the other was clean-shaven; where one had moles upon his face, the other had none; where one had walking stick, the other had a hefty staff.
After a moment of looking at each other, they each took a step forward, raising finger tips and attempt to touch. There is no resistance. With a cocked head and smile, each walked through the other.