"In this gallery," said the shadow, "we assemble puzzles from pieces that are never there. The true art lies in what is absent."
One night, a whisper echoed: "The answer is hiding where the light never goes. But tell me, where is this place, if not in the darkness?"
Find the missing piece in the irony of:
"Ironic," whispered the shadows, "that we find clarity in the foggiest of mirrors."
The museum curator once said, "Every shadow tells a story, but ours are always missing the beginning."