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I look at myself in the gloomy depths of the mirror. I’m not tall, and I’m quite skinny, but even with my toes bunched up my feet are too long to fit into a pair of glass slippers. I have grown my hair as long as I can, but instead of resembling a waterfall of gold, or the tossing waves of the midnight ocean, I know it looks more like something you’d find hanging from the belly of a beige yak.
I sigh, and turn to the woman behind me. She is dressed in a suit from the most boring clothes store in the city, but the hard sparkle in her silver eyes gives her away.
I bring the glass tube out of my pocket and hold it out to her. The stuff inside is glowing red. Deep, deep red.
‘I need to be beautiful,’ I blurt out. ‘Do it!’
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