NEVER TOUCH THE MIRRIOR.
ONCE UPON A NEW SCHOOL YEAR,RAVEN.Queen was packing. She blasted Tailor Quick's new album from her MirrorPod,dancing while grabbing things from closet and toossing them into her clothing trunk.The heap of clothes was enterly purple and black,so she threw in a pair of silver sandels to add color.Raven opened her window.The sun was setting into the copper sea. The last page of summer was closing.''Hey,Ooglot!" she called out as she hefted her trunk onto the windowsill of her fourth-story
"Raven!"Butternut and Pie said in unision.They had hair as orange as Butternuts namesake and faces as round as Pies Hey,little Cooking, she said.I mede this for,said Pie,pushing a pice of paper across the table.Raven help up a finger painting of herself done in all black and purple.Wicked cool. Thank you she said Ravens father, the Good King,kissed her fore head when she sat beside him.His trimmed beard was beginning to gray,and the top of his head was totally bald,as if his hair had made room for the golden crown he rarely bothered to were.His eyes were bright blue and brightened even more when he smiled-which was often.All packed he asked Don't forget a warm cout. And rain boots.And an enchanted umbrella. Got it said Raven. and don't you stay cooped up in here all year without me. Cook make sure he gets outside, goes sailing and fishing. Of course,Now dinner. I made roast duck,Cook said hopefully, lifting the patter. I'll just have a princess pea-butter sandwich.
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