Nywep wept as the mirror chased her, laughing ghoulishly. The mirror was right on her heels. Nywep gasped as the pearl slipped from her claws and clattered across the floor, smacking with a crunch against the cobbled wall. Her home castle had always been spooky, but this was a first.

"You've been cursed, girl! You must leave this manor and only return when you have found the story of my origins! I will never leave your side until the task is complete!"

She scampered to her pearl, it's shine seemingly much more dull than usual, and it was cracked and chipping away. A painful wheeze struck her and she collapsed, the overwhelming shock and fear getting the best of her.

The mirror allowed her to sleep, but once she awoke he kept up on his promise. He ushered her out from the castle, though Nywep at times felt that her body seemed to be moving of it's own free will, and she had little control over the direction they were heading.

It was true Nywep was alone, and the companionship alone didn't seem all too bad. And she was intrigued by this challenge put before her.