Chapter 1: Just The Beginning (Underlined = written in green)
Facing a broken mirror Emily sat in the dressing room, shards of glass scattered on the table and on the floor. She saw her beautiful reflection in the shards of glass as she picked up 2 shards whose sharp edges pierced her delicate white skin, leaving crimson red scars. With a seemingly natural magic she turned the pieces of glass into 2 separate golden pocket mirrors. And then she left the dressing room and then the house daintily skipping while humming to a childish tune thus breaking the saddening silence that followed her.
(The rest of it is so embarrassing I will take me some time to convince myself to write a completed & edited version)
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The Red Book (not really)
AléatoireI have a red book which I hold dear to myself. I decided to write a edited version of what is written in that book over here so I can read it again without having to worry about loosing it.
