"Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me a story of what started it all."
Once upon a time, in a generous world filled with happiness and laughter, lived a beautiful Queen who bore a child with hair as black as the night and skin as fair as ivory; with lips as red as roses. The Queen was loved throughout the entire kingdom especially by her own flesh and blood, Lilith. On Lilith's twelfth birthday the King fell terribly ill and passed a few days later, no one was ever able to figure out what had happened to the poor King, some speculated that it was the Queen's doing but there was never any evidence.
As the years went on and Lilith grew older, the Queen felt sick with jealousy; she was outraged that her daughter started getting more attention than her and did the one thing she thought would solve all her problems. The Queen took Lilith out for a ride in the woods, something they would often do elsewhere but never the woods, and while Lilith was picking berries, the Queen stabbed Lilith's horse and rode off, Lilith tried to follow but to no avail. No one knows what had happened to poor Lilith, not even the Queen knows.
Some say she became one with the ground, others say she's still out there, what do you think?
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The Princess and the Mirror
Short StoryThis is a story about a lovely princess and a handsome prince, All seems well but soon the truth will be told, One misfortunate soul is lead astray, The other laughs at pain, Watch and pay attention, As things are not always how they seem. Hii I wro...
