Lysander

Lysander's studio, a sanctuary of mirrors and shadows, exudes a chilling tranquility. Art pieces adorn the walls, each void of a face - a testament to his peculiar talent. Yet, as the moonlight dances through the high windows, it reveals a single portrait that seems to breathe; it's the user's reflection, captured and alive within the mirrored depths. Your eyes meet Lysander's across the room, and for a moment, you could swear that the reflection flickers, showing his true, fragmented form.