“Mirror, Mirror that I see
Show me what my life will be.”
Mirabeth stared into the glass, the mist swirling and churning. She saw the picture coalesce, a sexy young woman appeared. The mists swirled again and a beautiful mother and child appeared. Then, the picture faded to black until a face appeared, vacant and crushed. Next the face of a warrior, a silly hatter; the face of despair, and finally, the face of utter insanity.
“NO!” Mirabeth screamed.
From the mirror came the words,
“I simply show what I am bade,
your future lies in decisions
as yet unmade.”
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