The mirror cracked into a hundred pieces as the Countess tried to look herself in the eye. Behind her stood two young girls, both entranced from having caught a glimpse of her visage before the sound of glass shattering. Their eyes couldn’t help but fixate with envy on such beauty that turned brother against brother, husband against wife, King against Queen. As she turned to face them, the first girl began to quiver. Unable to break free of her gaze, envy turned into self-loathing as the girl’s eyes transformed from a lucid marble to a grey stone. The second girl who averted the gaze at the last moment turned envy into malice. Brandishing a dagger to stab the Countess, the blade transformed into a snake and betrayed the wielder. Afterwards, the Countess would never try to see her reflection again.
An ambitious mountain climber, having scaled over numerous ridges in his lifetime, reaches the summit of a great mountain. To his dismay, he spots another flag planted atop its peak, mocking his premature victory. Jealously and anger erupt as he violently strips the flag from its base to replace it with his own. The precipice gives way and he’s swept down the mountain side with the ensuing avalanche.