“Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?” The crystal flickered, it washed with colours of silver, ice, steel; and for a moment...
She looks out her window; the same window that's always been there. Out, over the grass, towards the same low wall, and the same narrow street, where...
He wakes to her holding him. “Nil. Something's happened or it's going to happen.” “You dreamed. That's all.” “No. No, I swear. This is something much...