She stared and stared at the mirror, looked at everything but the reflection of her eyes for the fear of what she might find in those sapphire blue orbs that seemed to change color without any of her consent, her name you see, was simply “Her.” It was the name she was given by everyone she encountered, the reason being it was a mystery where she comes from, whom she lives with, what her true name is and most of all, WHAT she is. For if you see her, what you’ll find is beauty, from her thick and flowing raven black hair, smooth porcelain skin, kind heart-shaped elfin face, plump strawberry mouth, pointed nose, but those sapphire blue eyes are what will keep you planted there, staring, and if you cannot break free of this hold when the color of those piercing eyes change their color, what you will see is everything you’ve ever wanted. But simply cannot have.