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She didn’t hear the screams of someone far away, woken from her worst dreams yet.

Gently Agatha touched her face in the mirror, glowing from the inside. A face no one recognized because it was so happy. There could be no turning back now. The bread crumbs on the dark trail were gone. Instead, she had the truth to guide her. A truth greater than any magic. ‘I’ve been beautiful all along’. Agatha burst into deep, cleansing sobs, never surrendering her smile.

Slowly Agatha rose, inching back into her reflection. For the first time in her life, she didn’t look away. ‘Beauty can only fight the truth so long as, Agatha.’ All these years she had believed she was what she looked like. An unloveable, dark-hearted witch.
But in the halls, she had believed something different. For a moment, she had unchained her heart and let light rush in.