• Blood covered her hands as she dropped her weapon.
    Two men all ready, the mirror sputtered a laugh into her head.
    She cupped her head. Another man! Another lover.
    He was useless. You could do better. Don't betray me, hon. You are clueless without me
    She looked up at the mirror as it whispered its secrets into her mind.
    She ran a blood stained hand over it, leaving streaks on the glass.
    Laughter boomed through her head.
    She was going crazy.
    Only the mirror could show her how to live,