“The magic mirror showed her two faces; the one that love built and the one fashioned from emotional indifference. It showed her how she switched between them, never willing to acknowledge that she had more than one face. Then it showed her a knife and a soft silk scarf. She could take the pain of removing the face of indifference or accept the comfort of the silk scarf that hid the truth from the eyes of all. To heal, to become a better person was painful. To continue this decay into a world of selfishness and vanity was easy. The magic mirror never gave advice, that was not its purpose. It was there to show the truth so that the person could never say they didn't have a choice over their direction. It had been explained and thus they were either praiseworthy for improving or culpable for
