The Snow is Unforgiving | Twistfatechallenge

Chapter One

Reyna

Poise. Posture. Perfect.

Those words were always in Reyna's head. She needed to be perfect. Even when no one was watching, because you need to be ready for anything.

What people think of you is everything you are

This is how her mother raised her. Perfect, according to her mother, she was not her daughter if she had even tried to be anything less than perfect. Be the fairest of them all, she had always said.

And now, she was out to fetch her mother's gown for tonight's ball. Only adults were allowed, so she would stay home for the night.

She noisily stomped around the street. Enjoying the crunch of the dried leaves for it was Autumn, her favorite season. Sometimes people found it funny that such a sweet and innocent girl likes such a season when leaves die and wilt on the ground. Everything is red and brown, no greens in sight. Well, that's the exact reason why Reyna loves this season. When she sees something dying, she thinks of it as a new beginning. So therefore Autumn for her, is new beginnings. New trees, new flowers, new life.

Reyna

She stopped. She looked frantically around the dried leaf covered street. She swore she had heard her name. It came from-

Reyna

"Who- who's there?" She asked in her high, eight year-old voice

At the corner of her eye, she saw a sparkle. Like light reflecting off glass.

She walked towards the beautiful light. It was a beautiful blue, hypnotizing little Reyna to go forward.

There was a cloth draped over a frame-like object. Once Reyna swiped the cloth off, the first thing she saw was herself. Beautiful and youthful as ever. Glowing skin, wavy bronze hair, and liquid blue eyes.

After that, the words just flew through her.

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?"

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Why, you are, sweet Reyna

That voice, it sounded feminine and old. But as melodic as ever

You are the fairest of them all. That's what is most important to you, isn't it Reyna?

Reyna was determined to say yes. The word on the tip of the tongue. But something stopped her. Was being the fairest what's most important? Was she to live a painfully perfect life?

Her choice, no matter how small at the time, would choose her destiny.

Her choice, one word, could turn the story upside down.

"No."

No?

"No, It's not the most important thing to me. Even though my mother says otherwise, no!" She said.

All her live she was expected to be perfect and she was tired of that now. She's so tired of being bossed around.

She stood up and was about to leave when the mirror spoke again.

Go ahead Reyna. Someone else will find me. Someone fairer than you, better than you, as pale and graceful as snow.

At those words, she stopped. Fairer than her? Better than her? Please, mother would think otherwise.

"Mother's gown!" She gasped and she ran towards the boutique without looking back.

Leaving the mirror, leaving the chance.