Mazes Without Ends

or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Labyrinth

Welcome to a labyrinthine journey, not unlike trying to find the exit of a shopping mall that has forgotten the concept of exits.

Picture this: A maze so intricate, so utterly convoluted, that even the Minotaur signed a non-confusion agreement and checked into therapy.

Each twist and turn promises only more twists and more turns, like a politician's promise but with better graphics and no visible budget.

Some say the path leads to enlightenment, others say it leads to an all-you-can-eat buffet. Either way, the journey is the destination. Feel free to explore:

So take a wrong turn, get lost, or find an unexpected hedgehog. Just remember: every maze is merely a mirror reflecting another maze.