"Hey there, have you ever thought about why you stare so long? There’s more to see than just you. Sometimes, it’s like I see shadows whispering secrets behind you. You should listen more closely."
Mirrors are not just glass and silver, you know. They're portals, windows to whispers and echoes. When you look into a mirror, it's not just your reflection staring back; it's a piece of your forgotten self, wandering in endless corridors of glass.
"There was a time," the mirror murmured, "when the reflections danced with stories of your past. Ghostly figures that seemed familiar, yet so distant. Do you remember the laughter, the endless conversations? Or have they faded like the mist in the morning light?"