Mirrors are portals to moments that linger in time. When gazing into one, consider it a reflective lake disturbed by whispers of history. Do not fear, for the images are mere echoes.
Begin by acknowledging its presence, then speak aloud the name it once held dear. Silence breaks only when the spirit remembers the warmth of its life among the living.
Approach those realms with caution, for not all beings wear benevolence like a cloak. Trust your instinct; if shadows loom larger than light, retreat gently.
Indeed, shadows are the thieves of light, slipping into dreams to weave tapestries of fear. Remember, light always follows darkness, even in sleep's embrace.