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𝑳𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒂 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒉𝒊 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔
𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 10x 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒅𝒐

Reaching the dark mirror , she removed her hood only slightly, moving her hair infront of her face to make sure nobody saw it

"State your name "

"......Do I have to?"

Unsuprisingly, she didn't need to turn around to know her query raised a couple eyebrows

"Indeed, your preferred name only. I cannot accurately judge your souls nature with a name it doesn't identify with"

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒉𝒊 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏

Fidgeting with a button , she debated the possibility of any danger with her real name,

𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝑰𝒕'𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆

"𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝑬𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚"
"𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝑬𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 , 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄"
𝒀𝒆𝒂 , 𝒏𝒐 , 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑳𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆, 𝒔𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕,

𝑰𝒇 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒔, 𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕'𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓, 𝒕𝒐𝒐

"umm ... Ophelia... Avillon?"

".........."

"..........."

"................?"

".................I sense ..nothing from her, void , empty.
........
....There is no magic within her that is her own.   Just large amounts of  knowledge , nothing more, nothing less.......
Therefore there is no dorm appropriate for this soul, yet it is meant to remain here, though the reason for that is unknown to me."

As if an infection, a look of shock, confusion and disbelief was present on every occupants face, except her own, which was near void of emotion.

𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒍 , 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒍

"..as expected ..but damn.. I seriously just got dissed by a mirror"

Taking off her hood fully now, glossy brunette curls and waves cascaded down around soft sandalwood skin,
The shadow over her face lifted with the hood, revealing slightly pointed ears, a small scar lining the bottom of her left ear from when it had ripped open years ago, another under her right eye from where she had been bitten by a rapid dog years before.

Jade green eyes reflected the light around her, making her dark lashes more visible,
as well as bringing light to the scar across her head that disguised itself as a hairline, the widows peak hidden under her bangs proved it a facade. , yet the scar in question had caused her hair to grow in the direction as it would a straight hairline, aswell as it would grow with a widows peak

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