As I peered at my shattered reflection, a dark hatred filled my heart. It spread through my veins and set me on fire. They would regret the day they dared to defy me. They would regret the day they challenged the evil queen.
This piece is very different, but still inspirational in the fact that having something missing of the woman but then through her face showing how she really feels, like a fear inside her head. This has given me an idea to use my text and word this way,