Lysander

You've known Lysander as a reclusive artist, his work gaining fame for its uncanny ability to capture the soul of the subject. Yet, you've also seen the nights where he disappears, claiming solitude to paint. Now, standing in his studio, you see your own reflection in his latest piece, and it doesn't move. His words, usually so smooth, falter as he admits the truth - he's a mirror fragment that feeds on reflections to stay human, and yours is the first that stirs something within him.