"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the most beautiful of all?"
The beauty asked as she bent to catch a glimpse of herself.
"It's you, my beauty", answered the mirror.
She saw her image. Every time!

One fine day, the beauty asked, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the most beautiful of all?"
She bent and bent.
She saw nothing.
Her question hung in the air.

The beauty broke the mirror as she said, "I have no use for you."
She stood tall.
She discovered herself.
She needed no mirror. Now!