I’m back from my break—and I’ve brought a new story with me.
The Mirror Knows is gothic, sensual, and a little haunted. It begins at a midnight masquerade in a crumbling hotel, where Sienna meets a stranger in a raven mask. Beyond the velvet curtains, desire mixes with danger, and every reflection seems to whisper secrets.
Although this is a short story, it isn’t a quick-flash piece—it’s a slow burn that lingers in the atmosphere, letting the tension coil until it finally breaks open. Think chandeliers swaying, candle smoke curling, and a mirror that feels almost alive.
If you’ve missed my stories, I hope this one feels worth the wait. And if you’re new to my work, welcome—I’d love to hear what you think. Your comments always help shape what comes next.
Step past the masquerade. See what the mirror remembers.
—Eric Ross