Lisa Chira: Hissing, she stared at her hand a moment. Then, angrily, she rolled her cloak into a tight ball, and pulled something out of thin air...And then, she was-different. She smiled, and stared into the watery mirror. She had now been changed into, if undeniably pretty, a mortal girl. She smiled, and a heart shaped face, lightly dusted with the occasional freckles, framed with auburn red hair, smiled back. She examined her new eyes. They were large, almond shaped, and bright green. Excellant. Then, she placed a new, smaller, plumper white hand, no longer noticeabluy scarred, into the swirling water of the pool. She drew it back in a cloud of pain, and suddenly, all her thoughts seemed to mash together... She woke up, lying on a silky rug of some cobwebby material. She was in a small stone - cell? What the-? She tried to get up but one leg, she saw, was bent at an unnatural angle, and she knew that it was broken. She examined herself, to see if her disguise had held. It had. Just then, a tall, striking man walked in, out of some hidden doorway in the air... "I see your awake. What is your name?" She thought quickly. A moment later she said "Ah...Sarah" "Come, my little elf princess, you know as well as I do that you are no mortal girl, however pretty." She sighed. However the sigh was really disguising her racing thoughts. If he really didn't know any of her names, she could tell him that her name was Revina, and pretend to have to obey him... But she wondered what to do about her hair. She saw him do a series of silly motions. What and amatuer, but... Suddenly, she had an idea. She gave a loud, fake scream, and, with a little flick of her hidden hand, her head of auburn hair burst into flames-and was quickly disintegrated. "Alright! Alright! I'll tell you!" she faked hideous tears. "And make your true appearance, to, little princess!!" She smiled slightly behind her tears. She hadn't lost her touch yet, and he hadn't realized it wasn't his doing that had destroyed her hair. She waved her cloak (which was disguised as a rough, plain dark mortal cloak) once, but, unknown to him, she did not revert to her normal appearance. Instead, she transformed herself into a completely different looking elf.... Her nose straightened into a strong, classic roman nose. Her eyes became larger, but did not revert to their usual slant. And they darkened to a deep, profound blackness, unlike her usual smoky green eyes, with strange purple sparks bursting from them. She made herself shorter than she really was, with longer arms, and fuller bosom. Only her hands remained the same, one with that horrible black scar on it. He smiled. "Alright, now tell me your name" "My name is... Revina"she shivered He frowned, but then said, "Well, I guess that means I don't have to chain you up...But it was foolish of me to burn your hair, now I think about it." Little did her know that her real hair was currently just retracted into a light fuzz, which, if she wished, could spring back to the usual beautiful, rich crop of chestnut hair. She sighed, and sat, the picture of obedience. Then, the man abruptly disappeared... What a fool he is!