The room seemed to pulse with red light as the torches flicker in a dance of daring. Alone in the center of the room, a woman paced, robes dragging at her shoulders.
A tear, glimmering in the torchlight falls to the ground.
In the silence she raises her mirror, hands shaking. It had told her their victory was certain. No one would interfere. Its surface only shows her tears, the pink and reds of her past mocking her as the hand holding the reflection shook in rage.
"AAGH!"
With a cry, the mirror flew, crashing into the wall.
Glass shards scatter as the scream echos through the room.
She was supposed to be good enough to stop them. Good enough to serve, to follow her destiny.
She hurt the swan, did as she was told- Was she simply incompetent? Arrogant?
No.
She straightens her posture and began to walk away.
Licorice was assigned to clean the mess later that evening, finding an old burnt photo among the shards.
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Cookies of darkness: oneshots
Fanfiction**Cover art is mine** A mixed bowl of all my head cannons and angst that has nowhere to go. In the future, there may be warnings in some chapters. Requests are very very welcome. #65 in CRY as of December 6 #35 in CAKE as of December 6
