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Thea Harman stood in front of the mirror with a hairbrush. She pulled it slowly over the mass of blonde waves on her shoulders.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall."
She smiled at herself, but it was not her reflection.
We are one now, my dearest.
"No." She hissed, backing away from the mirror.
You cannot fight it anymore, close your eyes my sweet.
The voice was alluring and it made her eyes shut, when she opened them again she was somewhere else. Trapped, in a glass room in her own mind.
"Who is the fairest of them all."
Darkness grinned at her reflection and took the body once called Thea for a change of outfit. It was going to be spectacular.
"Mirror, mirror on the wall."
She smiled at herself, but it was not her reflection.
We are one now, my dearest.
"No." She hissed, backing away from the mirror.
You cannot fight it anymore, close your eyes my sweet.
The voice was alluring and it made her eyes shut, when she opened them again she was somewhere else. Trapped, in a glass room in her own mind.
"Who is the fairest of them all."
Darkness grinned at her reflection and took the body once called Thea for a change of outfit. It was going to be spectacular.