Mirror Master
In the real world, no one would have expected me to be a queen, would they? Now here I am, and I laugh silently at those who called me weak, lonely and empty hearted. As I laugh, it dawns on me that I am alone, no one to hear my laughter. A single tear runs down my cheek at the realization. As I wipe it away I am struck with a memory of my sister.
Alice was a seven years old when I last saw her. We went to the woods for a picnic and ended up tossing our lunch around. Not in a hostile way, but loving and carefree. Alice scraped her knee near a stream and began to cry. Now every time I cry or fall, I am reminded of her.
It's a bit ironic how I am through the looking glass when Alice is safe at home. Now I am alone with my fantasies, jokes and thoughts in this world of looking glass absorbed me in the way books do.
This time, however, I cannot come back to reality at the call of "dinner" I cannot speak my mind and warn others of the dangers the mirrors posess. I gave up my speach to become ruler of this place.
So now I sit and watch over this new world of mine. My new home. That which I control.
I control all of the World Within. I am the Ruler of the Mirrors. Queen of the Reflections. Keeper of Memories. Duchess of Dreams. The one you fear and love the most.
I am the Mirror Master.