Vanity, love and power. Those are three of the most desired things in the world. Those who don't have these things will seek it until they die. Those who do have these things will fight to keep it until they die.
They fear that part of the northern mountains, the people do. The part where she lives, the hideous troll, with slimy skin and claw like hands. Medusa is what the children call her, for they say that one look at her will turn you into stone. They say that all who are ever unfortunate enough to meet her will vanish without a trace. Much like Medusa. But her name is not Medusa, its Morgana, the witch.
Morgana POV:
I will not look at myself, I own no mirrors nor do I wish to. I want beauty, more than anything. I can imagine it. Everyone would love me; I would be powerful and respected. I would be the fairest in the land.
In my mind I can see the repulsed faces of those who have seen me. I feel a satisfaction when I kill them. When I rip out their hearts. Taking life is so easy; I love that feeling which comes to me when I know someone's life is in my hand. But when they are dead the pain comes back and I weep for my woes. That is how I ended up here, on the edge to frozen Lake of Avalon. I chased one of my victims who decided to run, I did enjoy the hunt. But the sadness has returned. A single tear drops from eye and lands on the frozen lake. As soon as the tear touches the ice, it begins to crack. The ice is melting, but how? This Lake has been frozen for years. I look down onto the now rippling water. A face appears.
I have an urge to scream, but I don't. The face has transfixed me, it was odd because I was so sure it was real but it felt like it was not.
"You have freed me." The face says. Now I scream.
"Do not be afraid I only wish to thank you. You have freed me from my prison and now I am in your debt."
"In my debt?" I ask. "Who are you?"
"I am the oracle" the face replied.
"What is the oracle?"
"I balance the world."
I am not sure if this is a dream or not, but the face said she was in my debt. "In my debt. So does that mean you can grant my wishes?"
"Only three of them." The face replied.
"Three" The first thing that comes to my mind is beauty. Can the face even give me that? "Can you make me beautiful?"
"Ah, beauty. A treasured gift. If that is what you wish I will grant it. Touch the water with your fore finger and then look at your reflection."
I did this. Then I looked at my reflection. I was beautiful in every way. There were no flaws. Long dark hair, lush lips and bright green eyes.
"I'm beautiful. I'm beautiful!" I laughed with joy until I could not breath.
"Thank you. Thank you."
"This gift can only be kept with a price. You must consume the hearts of young girls in order to survive
"Your next wish." The face held no emotion.
"Yes, yes. I wish for a mirror. With magic that can allow me to anything and that will make me ever powerful, that will allow me to live forever."
"In order to have that you must be bound to the mirror. If it is destroyed you will be to."
My voice rose in fury. "Then make it indestructible."
"I will grant you this, but know this, everything has a weakness." A mirror floated to the top of the lake. It was about my height.
"Take it and ask it of your fairness and power."
I had no idea what to say but the answer came to me as if I'd known it all along.
"Mirror, Mirror
In my hand,
Who is the fairest
In the land?"
The mirror replied in my voice. My face in the mirror spoke to me.
"You are, you are the fairest."
The most beautiful women in the land, the title befits me.
"And you last wish?" The face in the water asks.
"I wish for..." I want power, power over the people who have wronged me. "I wish for the kingdom of Camelot."
"Very well. The only way for you to get the kingdom is to marry the widower King. Uther, he will marry no woman, the only way he will love you is if you shatter the mirror."
"Shatter the Mirror! What good will that do?"
"You are bound to the mirror. When it shatters the pieces will rain over Uther. One piece will land in his eye and then he will be under your spell. One piece will be left for you. The others will find you when you need them. This will take away the full extent of your power but it will give you your wish."
"If I wish to return the mirror to its full form after I have shattered it, will I be able to?"
"Yes, but you would need to place the pieces together sealing them with the blood of someone you love. You would also need to be accustomed to the power of the mirror. This can take years."
Someone I love. I love no one. But eventually I must. When I am ready I will kill Uther and return the mirror to its former self."
"How will I know I'm ready?"
"You will know"
With one last look at my reflection I shatter the mirror.