Circe, has been sitting at her loom.

She had long dark brown luxurious locks that went to her feet, braided with threads of gold linen. Her skin was like olives that shimmered in the sun, and dazzling green eyes.

Her dress was a silky black color.

They had triangle line patterns at the bottom of her dress with triangle shaped whirlpools in the triangles with a shimmer of gold between the two lines of triangles, parallel, with a line above them.

The sleeves showed her shoulderd and hung below them, having the same triangle pattern.

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Circe, had an alias, C. C. She was clever and knew it, her hate for men was powered even more as the centuries passed with more men getting fame than women.

'They're the ones who gave birth to you.' She would think to herself. 'They should get the glory.' Circe, thought as she looked at her loom.

She heard footsteps and perked up and turned around. Her eyes met two kids, it seemed, or teenagers?

You, were a girl. You had an aura like no other... Definitely, promising. Circe, then looked at the other one. A boy.

Circe, was now disappointed at that. Nothing she couldn't get rid of. "My dears, come!" She said heartily standing up as she grabbed you.

She also had to grab the boy, which she didn't exactly like, and introduced herself. "My name is C. C. I am the hostess of this lovely establishment!" Her voice was proud.

"Oh, you definitely need a makeover, dearest." She said to you, clicking her tongue.

Circe could tell you were hesitant but she insisted as she spoke. "No, no, you must unlock that beautiful aura you have, lovely. Lead her to the makeover room!"

Her friend obeyed her word and led you to a beautiful room. Circe smiled as she turned to the boy. She recognized this boy.

'Well he doesn't know who I am.' She then led him into the perfect mirror. She showed him his potential and then tricked him into becoming a guinea pig. She then put him in the cage.

You walked back in, "My dear, you look wonderful!" She said happily, as she walked over to you.