The Gilded Looking Glass: Chapter 2
The hand reaching into the attic was comically large for being attached to the comparatively little person stepping through the mirror. To use the word “person,” at least in the sense that people seem to use it in reference to other people who are, importantly, human, would perhaps be false. Each finger on the hand was excessively long and pointed, and if the soft, slipper-like shoes had been removed from the feet they would be revealed to be likewise. The face of the small person, now fully through the looking glass and into the attic, was round, pointed at the chin, framed by two ears which also pointed slightly at the tops. The ears were peeking out from petal-soft hair, the color of grass in the springtime. Most of the face was dominated by two lilac eyes, barely divided from each other by a tiny upturned nose that sat above a rather wide, smiling mouth. The reader will perhaps recognize this creature-person as a pixie, likely from the forest given the elongated hands and feet. It is also worth noting that this particular pixie was a female. She was dressed quite elegantly in a fine silk tunic that was clearly too big for her, amusingly contrasted with bare, spindly legs below the knee and practical shoes. It would certainly be easier to refer to this pixie by her name, but names are curiously powerful things, and one should not go about freely offering their own name about. Or the names of others, for that matter.