Through the glass
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Last published Fri, Sep 16, 2016
My Grandparents gave me the mirror for my thirteenth birthday. It was taller than I was at the time. With a silver leaf around the edges,it had a mystic aura to it, although that might of just been the tiny metal fairies at the corners. My Grandad always told me to be aware of my surroundings and I would never be sure what I might find. Of course, I never expected to find what I did.
Follow Sera as she goes on a journey to save a world she didn't even know existed,and in the process maybe even find love.
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