Oh goodness, how exciting and what a remarkable mirror! But where are my manners. Hello to anyone who may be reading this. My name is Sonya, and perhaps I should begin by telling you how I am now writing to you.
Yesterday, when I was out walking along the edge of the forest, I saw something glimmering by one of the trees and found it was a mirror, a very pretty one at that, like something belonging to a proper lady, all framed in a silver braid with strange markings along its edges. When I first picked it up, I thought perhaps it was just some old trinket. It was covered in dirt and the grass had begun to grow up all around it, but after taking it back home, I found it was no ordinary mirror. As I began to clean it up, the mirror changed and showed not my reflection but pictures … pictures which seemed to be from another world! And now sometimes it’s like a window, where I can watch people moving and hear them talking, and I found I can capture my own words as I speak, to share with you, like a page from a book! Oh, it’s so unbelievable, and yet here it is.
And how exciting that someone might even read these words and see the pictures of — oh goodness, well… the pictures of me. Let me try to explain. As you have likely seen, I am green. And not just that, but I have pointed leafy ears and leafy marks upon my hands. It has always been so, and no one seems to know why, even Auntie Ember, the woman who raised me. She used to say it was because I was “touched by magic”; she made it sound like such a beautiful unknown, like something from a faery story. It seems few else look at it this way, but I do hope that perhaps you can look past this peculiarity.
It is for that very reason, to uncover why I am this way, that I have moved to Greenwood. And I think this mirror, having also been found so close to the forest, might have something to do with it all. So far, I have told no one else about the mirror. The people of the village seem very wary of the forest, and I think the magic of the mirror would frighten them. I will write back home and ask Auntie Ember about it. She knows much more of magic than I and might be able to help. Oh, I hope so! I want so much to know about my past.
But dear reader, whoever you may be, I would like to share this adventure with you in this sort of journal I have begun. While I think it would be prudent to keep a record of what might happen in the future, having just moved to Greenwood, it would also be nice to have someone to confide in. Perhaps I will even make a friend. Regardless, what a wondrous thing I have found, and I am filled with such curiosity and anticipation as to see what will happen next!