The old woman sighed, but as she turned to leave, she tripped on a cobblestone. The heavy wooden box slipped from her grasp and crashed to the ground, bursting open. Inside was a magnificent, glowing silver mirror.
Kaelen looked at her with disdain. He did not want her dirty hands near his pristine fountain. "Move along, old woman," Kaelen scoffed. "You are ruining the view of the most beautiful spot in the village." beautiful
With those words, the woman and her mirror vanished into the winter mist. The old woman sighed, but as she turned
Curious, the villagers gathered around. The old woman stood up, her eyes suddenly bright and piercing. "This is the ," she announced to the crowd. "It does not show what your face looks like. It reflects the beauty of your soul." Kaelen looked at her with disdain