Sometimes, standing in front of a mirror, you feel as though it’s not your own reflection staring back at you. There’s a chill in the air, a whisper just at the edge of hearing, and suddenly, you're not alone.
"Have you ever considered what you might find, if only you’d look deeper? It's there, just behind the glassy surface. A truth hidden in shadows, just waiting to step into the light."
- Casual? Perhaps. Haunting? Definitely.
To the casual observer, everything seems fine. Yet those who dare to peer closer uncover an unsettling secret. Mirrors, they say, have a way of showing not just who we are, but who we could have become—or maybe who we should have avoided becoming.
There’s an echo of laughter, or is it a sob? Sometimes, the reflection whispers, "Do you even recognize me?" And you blink, questioning your own eyes.
In the confines of this mirrored space, we confront ghostly visages of past decisions. The "what ifs" and the "who knows" linger long after you step away. But the mirror never lies, and as the whispers fade, it leaves you with a truth you can't escape.