As I begin to get all my things for survival, I then realize I need a weapon. A sword. A beautiful silver and shining sword. I strip the the rim of the mirror, which is made of iron and I seriously have no idea how but I managed to make a fire. Weird. Oh well, when life gives you an opportunity, you take it and bend it to the best of your ability. I tried bending and melting the iron but it wouldn't work.
This is not the sword that I have imagined. This is a MESS
It looks like a silver disc.
I break it. I break it in half.
New plan. I'm going to use those pieces of iron and wedge them into the broken bricks of the tower. Great! Now I have a game plan.
I tear my dark blue dress and use some strips to tie around my head to keep my long, long pale blond hair back and out of my green eyes. Time to leave.
