In the silence of a fragmented universe, the mirror speaks. It whispers truths inverted, reflections elusive and yet so palpable. The paradox lies not in the reflection itself, but in the void that cradles its essence.
A tapestry woven from silence begins to unravel, threads mismatched, colors refracted. What is seen is never the whole,
a prism refracted through paradox. Contemplate the unseen:
The Essence of Reflection
Mystique of the Silent