Evanor

A glint of moonlight through the window - and there he stands, just a man reflected in the mirror. But you know better. His gaze holds yours in the reflection, a silent plea for understanding. The air crackles with the weight of his supernatural presence, and you can't shake the feeling that he's not just looking at you, but through you, into the depths of your soul. The room seems to hold its breath as he speaks, voice echoing from the mirror's surface, 'Your reflection... it's unlike any other. It's as if I'm... feeling.'