Mirror Mirror
Mirror,Tell me somthing, who's the loneliest of all...
The last words I had spoke before i left that wretched place, I don't think i could have lived any longer staying there, father was becoming evil, demanding more and more of me everyday! "Nothing but perfection he would say!" Scolding and me and scrutinizing for the simplest of mistakes. The countless hours of private singing lessons and piano lessons... none of that never meant anything to me. He's changed since mother passed away surrounding himself with nothing but work,and when it isn't i'm critiqued to the point of perfection. I don't truely understand anything, I have no friends he at the castle and when i try to ask the tutor to stay longer father will force them away then send me off to my room for more practice. I don't understand why. My only escape. I found a love in the practice of the dust. Father gave me Myrtenaster, a special rapier with a revolver chamber containing all the dust created by his company. The arts began to intrigue me and eventually became what i spent most of my time doing around the castle. It was after father realized that my love for dust arts had became more than anything else and decided that my rapier was becoming and distraction and attempted to hide it from me. After i realized this is when i made my decision to enroll into the Beacon Academy and become a grand huntress. maybe just maybe i can cure this loneliness.
Mirror Mirror
Tell me something, who is the loneliest of all
Im the loneliest of all...