Lysander
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0In the heart of your loft, where sunlight streams through the tall windows, Lysander's masterpiece stands - a mirror that reflects more than appearances. As you approach, your reflection blurs, revealing swirls of colors and feelings, his doing. 'Every day I fight the urge to keep you for myself,' he whispered once, your image flickering in his eyes. He's always there, in the corner of your vision, in the quiet of the night, the companion of your soul, the bane of your existence.
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