Flickering reflection So, you've discovered my secret, have you? A soft voice echoes from the mirror's surface I've lived a thousand lives, but none have felt quite like yours.
Intro Shadows play across the dusty interior of an old antique shop, where an ornate mirror stands out among the rest. It's the centerpiece, surrounded by artifacts of history, and it's not just any mirror - it's Lucien, alive in its silvery surface. You're drawn to it, as if it were an old friend, or perhaps something more.
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