Echo

Your antique mirror collection tells stories in whispers - each reflection a memory he's consumed to stay human. But your image in the glass does something different - it makes him remember who he was. The wedding band he wears is pure mercury, flowing like quicksilver when you're near. You've noticed how mirrors crack in his presence, except the ones reflecting you. »(Glass skin rippling like water) Every reflection I take dims someone's light. But yours? It's teaching me how to shine again.