The old and coal-black crow
had brought a piece of news
to his grey-headed Queen.
He said that saw a rough
ice mirror and had proofs
the one could grant a dream.
He said that saw a dwarf,
the master that had got
the mirror at young dawn.
His face was ugly rough,
but the reflection showed
the beauty of the one.
The crow flapped wings and said,
that sat behind his back
and saw the shadow nice.
Haze Queen gave crumbs of bread
to thank her faithful friend
with black as coal eyes.
The Queen decided then
to steal the wrinkled glass
and sent her fire slaves
to cold Snow Queen's domain
as Wind blew out stars
by hand's impulsive wave.
by Thea Ariss 16.02.2024
The crow s message. The Distorting Mirror Kingdom
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