Somewhere in the dusty corners of our daily life lies the neglected mirror, an insubstantial veil between destined moments and the secrets time prefers to keep.
Have you noticed the old particle? Split at the edge of discernment, forgetting glass doesn't shatter, it conceals. Holder of untold decisions is forever near yet unknown.
What if the universe harbors silence in hidden slides, the sound of choices woven finely between worlds? In these, wrapped fragments of fate, contemplate the untold claims of reality.
Gaze into your own reflections: