Mirror, Mirror.
I turn around and find myself trapped in the center with nowhere to hide. There is nothing to do but face it. But when I look, I see only shadows and the blink of two eyes watching. Stone walls melt into mirrors; now there isn’t just us, but thousands. And through the dark I hear a voice that echoes my own, the words from that place I try…
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