In the flickering shadows of a forgotten room, a mirror stands guard. Its glass surface whispers secrets no mortal ears were meant to hear. A narrative interlaces with the strands of silence, unraveling in ghostly syllables that gather around your truth.
"Deeper, deeper..." the whisper trails off as your own reflection mutates in the rising mist, morphing into ephemeral silhouettes of those lost to the depths. Questions cascade between time zones as each drop of reflection challenges reality.
Moments turn crystalline in the murmur of whispers, each pane of truth a portal to an abyss yet unnamed. Could you brave the echoing chasm? The eeriest of dialogues awaits you, just below the mirrored horizon.
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