The magic mirror promised her beauty beyond compare. In exchange, she merely had to offer cautious advice to her friends.
This went on for some years without issue or concern, until the panic set in.
Little did she know what was in store for her. The sky had been her constant companion, and now it was at risk. She had to warn her friends.
But that put her at odds with her promise to her mirror.
How could she possibly decide?
Which came first?
Her image or her friends?
As she panicked unable to decide, the sky opened up and the storm arrived. The worst storm seen in the barnyard in generations.
As she floated off across the road, she knew she should have warned her friends, but her vanity had stood in the way.