"Professor Lynn, what is this? A mirror?" Lydia propped herself up on the experiment table with a chair cushion under her feet, staring in amazement at the flawless circular mirror before her and exclaimed with curiosity.
There were mirrors in Wizard Land too, but they were all polished copper mirrors. Some wizards would even enchant them with magic, but Lydia was certain, not even the finest copper mirror in Wizard Land could compare to this one—not by a ten-thousandth!
"That's right, I call it a glass mirror," Lynn nodded with a smile.
Soon, Darren and the rest of the halflings gathered around, marveling at the clear reflection in the mirror.
"Perfect, it's just too perfect... it's even clearer than a reflection on the surface of a lake," Darren kept praising. He had never seen such a beautiful mirror; it was like a work of art.