Crystalline Reflection

In the stillness of shattered glass, layered stories brew; echoes bounce off glimmering shards. Have they heard your secrets, unheard by you, whispered by shadows before dawn?

Step through time beyond the mirror-glass twin. See perhaps yourself a wind-carved visage? No. You're but pondering, traveling internal corridors, too familiar. You see eyes whispering...

Let static hum, let silver edges dull perception, let reflections die slow like fading songs...

Where one glance unmeasures intensity, mirrors promise clarity shining crystalline.