The Mirror In The Cottage

As Catherine started to look around in the cottage.. she saw a dressing table, where a paper was kept facing down, and a mirror placed loosely on the wall.

Catherine looked at herself in the mirror, and then looked down at the piece of paper, she turned it around and it read "Dear, show me the truth tonight."

"Dear, show me the truth tonight?" Catherine said out a loud and smiled.

Who would write such a thing, and for whom to see?

A trail of questions lingering in her mind. She looked up to the mirror once again and was surprised to see that it no longer showed her reflection, instead it showed a picture. Of a vast kingdom, a kingdom that she had never seen or known before.

Breathtakingly beautiful... she reached her hand out to touch it. And everything went black.

The cottage disappeared as if Catherine was standing alone in the darkness. She felt her head getting heavy.

Unable to keep her gaze steady and her eyes open, she felt her vision fading. She couldn't feel her body anymore.

What's happening to me? She thought.

Birds. I can hear the birds chirping, so beautiful.

Catherine shot open her eyes. As she looked around she lay in the middle of a forest a feeling of Deja Vu making her sick, or it could have been because she had been hungry for more than a day, not to mention, thirsty as well.

Am I back in the forest again? Is all this a dream?

"Hey you, get off!" a squeaky voice said.

Catherine looked around to see her leg laying over a little human.... with wings.

Moving her leg away, she looked at this... this thing with amusement.

"What are you?" Catherine asked.

"Well aren't you a rude one! Intruding on my land and asking me who I am! You've got guts, little lady! I'm a pixie!" replied the strange little creature.

"A Pixie..." Catherine murmured in a confused tone.

"Yes, a pixie, and this is the land of — well who are you?" The pixie asked with a suspicious look on her small face.

"I... I am Catherine, I was on my way to Wockart Bridge when the Abjens attacked me and they killed the coachman and I ran and then —" Catherine was cut off in the middle by the pixie's voice.

"Hold on! I don't know the story you're spinning here, Catherine. The only thing I understood in all that was Abjens. Did you really see one?" the pixie asked.

"I didn't see them, I just heard them, they killed the coachman." Cathrine replied.

"Whoa! You don't see or hear an Abjen and survive, you liar! Nobody ever survives!" the pixie exclaimed, in a tone filled with anger.

"Please, I'm telling the truth... I don't even know how I'm still alive but please, believe me, I'm not lying. I'm hungry and thirsty..." Catherine's voice was wavering, as if she would breakdown any moment now, for all that had happened was just too much for her to grasp.

A pixie... Maybe this is all a dream, maybe I'm dead, or just hallucinating because I'm so hungry. I need food, and I want water. What's going on, what place is this? Thought Catherine, there was a lot running in her mind right now, and she understood too less.

I can usually sense when someone is lying, after all, I'm the trickster here, but even though this girl's story is absolutely rubbish yet I can't trace a hint of lie in it. What magic is this? Could she be a great mage? I can't sense magic in her at all... weird. What is this thing...maybe I could use her somehow. The pixie thought to herself.

"I'm not really the helping type, but I will help you out. For a price of course!" The pixie said to Catherine giving a cheerful smile, trying to cloak her trickster behaviour.

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