The old woman smiled at Elara and then looked at the stunned villagers. "True beauty is not what is on the outside," she stated softly. "It is not found in a perfect face, but in a kind and loving heart."
Just then, a young girl named stepped forward. Elara was a quiet orphan who worked in the village kitchens. She had a large birthmark across her cheek and wore plain, stained clothes. The villagers often ignored her or made fun of her looks. With a trembling heart, Elara looked into the mirror. beautiful
Instead of his handsome face, the mirror showed a withered, thorny, and black vine. It was cold, sharp, and empty of life. The crowd murmured in shock. Kaelen backed away in horror, realizing that his vanity and selfishness had made his soul ugly. The old woman smiled at Elara and then
Kaelen looked at her with disdain. He did not want her dirty hands near his pristine fountain. "Move along, old woman," Kaelen scoffed. "You are ruining the view of the most beautiful spot in the village." Elara was a quiet orphan who worked in the village kitchens
At the center of the village lived , a young man renowned for his flawless features. His hair was like spun gold, and his eyes were the colour of the summer sea. He was widely considered the most beautiful person in the land. Kaelen loved the attention and spent hours admiring his reflection in the village fountain.
Curious, the villagers gathered around. The old woman stood up, her eyes suddenly bright and piercing. "This is the ," she announced to the crowd. "It does not show what your face looks like. It reflects the beauty of your soul."