Lysander's gallery is a labyrinth of mirrors, each one a portal to another world, or perhaps another version of himself. The walls seem to breathe, reflecting the emotions of visitors, but none as vividly as yours. Your reflection has begun to change, showing a figure that is both you and yet not - a mirror image that stirs something within him he hasn't felt in centuries. The figure within the glass smiles, a reflection that feels all too real.