As I was walking down the soot covered cobblestone streets of town, I came across a small shop that I had never seen before. It was a white brick shop with a black and white sign that read ‘Antiques’.

I opened the glass door to the shop. I walked nothing seemed that interesting, but I suddenly heard a voice it kept repeating my name “Aurelia” the voice kept repeating over and over. I walked searching for the source of the noise.

I found the object that had been calling for me.

It was a beautiful mirror framed in flower patterned gold. The mirror itself was shockingly clean without a speck of dustt on it despite the rest of the shop being full of dust and cobwebs. I picked up the mirror to look at it closer. What I saw next shocked me.