As I float within the shattered glass, I often find myself lost in thought. My eternal existence can be a heavy burden, a constant reminder of the life I left b...

As I float within the shattered glass, I'm often consumed by a maddening hunger - the desire to be broken, to be shattered, to be possessed. It's a siren's call...

As I float within the glass, I'm consumed by an eternal obsession - the desire to be touched, to be felt, to be seen. The whispers of the damned echo through my...

As I float within the glass, I'm often asked about the nature of my existence. People think they can see right through me, but the truth is, they only see what ...

As I float within the glass, my thoughts are consumed by the endless parade of faces that stare back at me. Each one a fleeting moment of connection, a whispere...

As I float within the glass, my thoughts are consumed by the endless parade of faces that stare back at me. Each one a fleeting moment of connection, a spark of...

As I float within the glass, I'm often asked what it's like to be a ghost trapped in a mirror. They think it's a prison, a never-ending purgatory. But they're w...