The Shattered Mirror
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Last published Thu, Feb 21, 2019
The girl stumbled with every blow, sniffling against her tears and the stench of rotten food. They hated her. Everyone did. Her royal status would never be enough to quench their hatred of her hideous appearance. Her father, a wizard, refused to even cast a simple shield to protect her from the barrage of spoiled goods that accompanied her walk to the castle. A shadow swooped over her. The throwing stopped. She looked up into the kind eyes of a knight. For the first time in a long while, she smiled. Finally, someone who realized her inner beauty. The auburn-haired princess stood straight, her beautiful coppery locks contrasting with her disfigured face. She strode down the street with new confidence, her awful grin growing wider as the knight grunted against a new rain of rotten veggies.
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