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Know Thyself -- FWG Flash Fiction for 6/19/2021

I missed last week--it's been a tough two months, especially last week. This week isn't any better, but I couldn't stay away two weeks in a row. Taking a break to write this is itself therapeutic, anyway.


This week's prompt is:

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Know Thyself



"Self-examination is critical," Elizabeth said in her movie star voice. "Which is why I refuse to use a simple looking glass."


She waved her hand dismissively at the vanity's full-size, rococo mirror that leaned, discarded in the corner. A collection of scarves, bras, and various other unmentionables hung from the cherubim carved into the corners of the frame.


Andrew tilted his head and tried to follow Elizabeth's explanation. His eyes tracked the flick of her hair as she tossed her head, but their lifeless stare belied his mechanical being. His eyelids clicked as he blinked.


"It is of the utmost importance to see yourself as your fans see you, not backwards." Her tone reflected her disgust.


She turned to the high definition camera mounted at eye level and raised a single eyebrow.


"You must see yourself as your public sees you."


She stole a glance at the 4K monitor mounted above the camera. A Mona Lisa smile touched the corners of her mouth and she nodded slightly.


"Alas, it is not perfect. Not anymore." She sighed. "Nothing remains perfect when you have lived the life I have." She chuckled with a faraway look in her eyes as if remembering her wild youth. "But it will do."


She rose, the epitome of elegance and style, and swept from the room, her skirt swirling around in her wake.


Andrew's silent gaze followed her as he processed her words. Then, with his own kind of smoothness accompanied by the soft whir of his actuators, he reached up and unclipped his face. Holding it at arm's length, he said, "I am ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille."

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