I stand in front of a large mirror while looking at my solid black eyes with a blank face. A tight fitted red dress hugs my curves in all the right places as I reach out to touch the mirror. I tilt my head to the side and watch as my silver hair falls over my shoulder like liquid metal.
It's me but at the same time, it's not. Looking at my reflection, it's like looking at a stranger. A beautiful, dark and evil stranger. My dark red lips part as a small evil smile slowly crawls across my face before it's suddenly gone.
The mirror shatters, causing the female servants behind me to both scream. I look at the broken mirror and all the tiny twisted reflections of me and sneer. As I turn to look at the two female servants behind me, the mirror pieces under my feet crunch.
