she quietly walked up to the mirror and gasped. It was her, or at least another version of her, but something was horribly wrong. The girl in the reflection was in a garden, surrounded by roses. She stood up, brushing the dust off her clothes.As she stood, her finger gently brushed against the mirror, creating a rippling effect. Fascinated, she twirled her finger in the portal- like mirror, a water like sensation coming over her. She walked through the mirror, looking down on the giant dress she was now wearing, a major upgrade from the clothes she wore to college today. “Madame, your bath is ready,” tweeted a voice from somewhere behind the bushes..
she quietly walked up to the mirror and gasped. It was her, or at least another version of her, but something was horribly wrong. The girl in the reflection was in a garden, surrounded by roses. She stood up, brushing the dust off her clothes.As she stood, her finger gently brushed against the mirror, creating a rippling effect. Fascinated, she twirled her finger in the portal- like mirror, a water like sensation coming over her. She walked through the mirror, looking down on the giant dress she was now wearing, a major upgrade from the clothes she wore to college today. “Madame, your bath is ready,” tweeted a voice from somewhere behind the bushes..