She flipped the mirror open.
I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair!
The image split in two.
A larger than life female figure, shining with impossible light of magic, her eyes seeing through the depth of time into every soul, almost demanding worship.
A woman clad with white, shrunken, but soft, her eyes gentle, voice soothing, genuine laughter tingling.
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