A Fairy Tale With a Twist Book 1: Mirror verse

Chapter 26

Clorinda's POV: Mirabelle's room had been converted into mine, and I tried on some of her tiaras. Dizzy would have enjoyed it, but she isn't here because she refused to accompany me. She is not alone in this. I assumed she'd comprehend enough. She looked at me as if I were the bad guy. It wasn't my thing, but it was fine; it gave me a sense of power; I tried to blaspheme but failed; I landed on a case. The case was blue and featured various birds. I opened it to see what was inside—school supplies and a planner—and how she intended to meet me. She intended to send me a homemade invitation to her birthday celebration. "Once midnight arrives, her possessions will be gone," the mirror said.

More of the actual body was returning. I could see his expression now. He took me to an energy generator. "What exactly is it?" "Energy convergence combined the power of the black garnet necklace I was wearing," he stated as he stood next to me. "Any questions?" he said slyly. "Why is the sky so dark?" "It is caused by human conflict having rules with no rulers," he continued. "Eradicate all traces of the old world."

Mirabelle's POV: We came in through the back door, and as I followed her, we made our way through the tiny area to see Jack. He had Starling's hair buzzed. I'd never seen him so depressed before. "Go talk to him. I'll divert the guards' attention." Mom was great because she was quick on her feet. When I tapped on the glass prison, he glanced up and said, "Who are you?" I introduced myself and then recounted all that had happened: "You're my mom's friend's kid who worked as a maid at the castle, right?"

I informed him that he was correct. "What does a human as you want with a freak like me?" he questioned. He is not a freak, and he wanted to think about what he did not have time to tell my brother Jack. "You are not a freak." If you are different, that means you are unique. "I know it's simpler to stay where you're comfortable, but when you learn the truth, you'll still be the same man."

He kept gazing at me, saying, "I don't comprehend the notion of comfort since I've never had it." I informed him about our plan to escape the jail and find his father, and he said, "Let's do it." He is the opposite of my version in that he would want to think of a strategy first, but this version is swift and tragic. Aunt Alistair blasted the lock open, and we fled as the alarm went off. I'd never had a jailbreak before, but everyone I knew was either locked up or forced to work against their will.

We came to a halt and built a campfire. He appeared frail, "unaccustomed to seeing light," with a feeble grin, and said, "I am so sorry what it is like not to have a pleasant life." I wondered if I could understand Clorinda's point of view if I listened to someone's living situation and couldn't break through by being kind. The way I was taught didn't work, and telling her others were dissatisfied with her choices didn't work either. What if I'm missing something?

"Not ideal; there were times when I felt like knocking those scientists up, even though I knew it was wrong." Being locked against your will makes you angry, even though being kind doesn't take away the anguish and history of what may have happened if you had had what they had. "Family is very important to me, and even though my mother and I have each other, we both desire more for ourselves." He was more open with me than Finn was, so I recounted what had happened to me. I thought that was a dream. In our previous life together, I recall being happy with you. "You are braver and more beautiful in real life," he said.

When Jack saw another, his eyes widened. "There's another me" and "Come back in a hurry." I wanted to save them before heading back because I couldn't leave this story saying, "It's fine; I can do it on my own." "Mirabelle," Jack said back and forth, "I can't stop now." The gateway was shut off.

I discovered a dark mirror in the castle conference room. Kepler warned Urson not to seek out the obsidian mirror, but they discovered it. There were missing shards that we discovered Clorinda had taken, but why? When I glanced in the mirror, I realized I was dressed just like Mom in her story—a maid with bruises on my arm.

It went from being black to burning inside the mirror. "Who are you?" inquired a man in a midnight blue cloak with brown skin and gray eyes. He had a dark glint in his eye. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mirabella."

Another version of Jack used a rope to entangle her. She tried to speak out, saying, "I can say so much about you; please don't make me do this." She appeared to be bored. "You will not kill me; you are too soft. If you're merely following the spirit animal directions to be specific and honor destiny, you're just as upset as everyone else back home." Her words stayed with me. I stayed there for a few moments, frozen until I "started the train; meet everyone there!" We were able to depart after Kit threw her over and snatched the book.

A beam of light and darkness fell in the mountain's heart. Balls of light passed through, and I could feel the world's wonder. I tried everything I could to keep Kitsune inside. "What are you doing?" screamed Clorinda. You're supposed to use magic to help me shape another world, not drain it." He came in front of us and stated, "It was, but I never told you about plan C if plans A and B failed, which they did." He held a scroll in Clorinda's name, revealing an unseen part: "Always check the fine line, my dear; magic comes with a price."

The scroll vanished. "I never intended for my plans to fail because of children." "They are strong, just like their parents." I shielded Clorinda and didn't care; she deceived me. The family looks out for one another, and it was my responsibility to assist anyone who needed it. "No, we are not our parents, but we have a responsibility to improve our world, even if there are people like you whom we cannot trust!"

Finn stated this while holding a blade to her throat. "Mirabelle, I am very sorry," she cried as she hurried up to me. "This is entirely my fault." I hugged her to see how she was doing. "What matters is that you're alright." She was sobbing uncontrollably. "Finn, she said sorry," "Oh, please," he responded, rolling his eyes. We persisted in our struggle. We used a grab hook to catch several people. To raise people's spirits, I utilized the misty texture of charms. The others utilized nine evil magical artifacts to create light. All my energy is focused on defeating the man in the mirror.