violetta salazar {d7 - fin - cb #1}

Beauty;

the quality or aggregate of qualities in a person or thing that gives pleasure to the senses or pleasurably exalts the mind or spirit --

Mirrors on your wall, a tangible vanity that hears your call. Your wealth and your oddly-earned privilege grants you genie's treasures that paint your lips red and color your clothes with rich fabric. Beauty is your name and your obsession. Importance means everything. Mother's cold heart creates a determination to please. Father's warm spirit leaves you feeling appreciated whenever there is self-doubt.

And what of the infamous elder sister?

Admiration. An early childhood with secret smiles and shared laughs when mother was asleep in her dragon's lair. It was a shock when Jacinta had to part - for years and years and years until a cruel game swept her away even further.

You were focused on yourself for so long, it was difficult and terrifying to watch Jacinta. She could meet her doom before you ever see her again.

Fortunately, the family of crime buys their luck from the gods. You will not suffer a loss, and you will be reunited with your sister. You can smile comfortably in front of your mirror again. "Beautiful," you whisper to yourself, cheeks glowing and eyelids golden. You've always considered yourself the "pretty one" among your sisters, although they all have a charm about them that could swoon most men and women.

You wonder what it will be like for Jacinta. Cameras aimed at her perfect makeup, stylists always on her tail. How tragic that it can't be you - except you know the cost. You're not much of a physical fighter, you know that. Dirty hands can't look pretty.

You will rest comfortably instead.