Hidden away from the world, a place entirely of glass dark as night. Mirrors were bolted everywhere. Every one of them reflected only darkness.
All but one. There was a mirror placed right at the center of the room. Reflected a woman, frowning at her graying hair. It may have been only slightly aging to the normal eyes, but the lady only wanted perfection.
With her hand engulfed in violet flames, she broke the mirror with a blast of magic. The silvery glass now in triangular pieces. She then felt a sting of pain at her palms. The mirror prison would do as such whenever she attempted magic
The sorceress then sat up and paced around, desperately planning her next move. She longed to be out of her wretched slammer very, very badly.
She did have a plan once. It was the perfect plan. And it would have gone perfectly, if only her own kind didn't ultimately betray her as to destroy her maybe only chance of escape
Afterwards, she tried to see what else she could find through the mirror. But somehow, all she saw were blurs of colors. It didn't make any sense. Was it from the mirror prison? She loathed the thought of her breath-taking, marvelous power turning weak. So the mirror prison it has to be.
She looked at all the other mirrors, and they all reflected her beauty. She was the Most Fairest One of All. That was until the mirror break the news that a certain princess is more fair than thee….
'Wait…' she thought, 'Of course!'
Her eyes looked back to the now shambled mirror. She picked up a shard, the biggest one, and traced an elegant finger against it.
She was about to do something she hadn't done in years,
She glowed a hand and hovered it above the mirror. "Mirror, mirror, I summon thee" she said
She grinned a grin that would put a Cheshire to shame as she sees a face of a man slowly swirled into the tiny frame. Her heart felt like it had jumped out of her chest. And people said she didn't have any!
Now, for the moment of truth.
"Mirror, mirror, advice your queen. To escape from this prison, may there be a strategy to lean?"
"My Queen, aware that your request I do not belittle. Forgive me, for procedures of your escape, there are only little"
The queen frowned. Well, that was worthless.
She almost attempted to throw the shard away. And she would have done it, but the mirror spoke once more
"However, thou shall not distress. For I possess knowledge to aid, Your Highness."
"The time is near, the time of nay of those who fond the time of day"
"An opportunity as such, it'll be your chance, for your freedom to enhance."
" A key of the past shall be your tool. A chance to claim conquer once more, this fellow shall be your jewel."
The queen smirked. Of course she can always count on her mirror!
"I wish to see, who may that be?" She said
The mirror then revealed a person, sitting alone in a dimly lit place. It was very dark so one couldn't tell what to look at, but she knew exactly what.
"Stay cautious My Queen, that I must say. Remember, you are the predator as much as you are prey."
"I am the predator as much as I am prey?" the queen whispered to herself.
The mirror dispersed back into her reflection again. The queen held her head as she felt a migraine from the side effects of her prison. But she felt so delirious the pain felt like nothing.
The queen cackled beautifully. Prey. Predator. Whatever. She now had a plan. She now had her next move.
And she knows that she has to hurry
Chapter 1 following soon...