The Nameless Girl: A Fairytale amongst Fairy Tales

Once upon a time, in the Outskirts of the Outer Zone, a farmer and his wife were expecting a child. The farmer, a cruel and selfish man, forced his young bride into marriage as soon as she had come of age, despite the fact that she did not love him. The farmer's wife loved someone else: a mirror maker who lived in the village.

It was the mirror-maker's child that she was to bear. When her husband learned of this, he went to the village, to the mirror maker's shop. The farmer smashed every mirror that had been made, before finally plunging a shard of glass into the mirror maker's heart.

After the farmer's wife had birthed the child, she too suffered the fate of the mirror shard, leaving the farmer a crying babe with ebony hair, a daughter that was not his. So hated by the farmer was this baby girl, that he did not see fit to grace her with a name. "Girl!" He would call her, "Damned girl, don't you ignore me!"

The farmer hated this girl, often whipping her back for the sake of entertainment - the scars left on her back seemed to shape a constellation of the Lady, Desdemona, the ill-fated one.

The marks seemed to tell a tale of her future, for when the Nameless girl turned ten, her guardian the farmer sold her to another man. In his care, she was unspeakably abused - acts of violence and violation made the girl introvert to herself - and she would often speak to her reflection in a mirror. The Nameless girl grew to love mirrors - the one person she could talk to was herself.

When the Nameless girl turned sixteen, the man to whom she had been sold broke the mirror to which she had so come to love. The Nameless girl, in an uncontrollable fit of rage, killed the man with a shard of glass from the mirror that he had broken - in doing so, a piece of glass so small that it couldn't be seen floated into the Nameless girl's eye. From that day hence, her blue eyes were ringed with silver, like two great mirrors.

The Nameless girl, no longer dictated, set off into the worlds, and settled one day, far from the edge of Nowhere, where she built herself an Ivory Tower. She left the Tower only to travel the lands and embrace what she loved best: mirrors. The Nameless girl traveled on the back of a great black dog, the size of a horse, and in her travels it was she who was the first to learn and practice the craft of Mirrors and Glass. The Nameless girl was the first to create the link between the mirrors, the opening between our world and the next.

And finally, a thousand years or more ago, the Nameless girl locked herself away in her Ivory tower, far from the Edge of Nowhere, with only her dog and her mirrors for company. No one has seen her since.

Legend has it, that the Nameless girl lives in her tower to this day still, un-aged all but for her hair which had turned shock-white, watching the lands of the Mirrorverse inside of her magic mirrors.