“Master, I don’t think you quite realise what you’ve got here. So why don’t you just ruminate whilst I illuminate the possibilities.”
I like how in old animation, you knew what object the characters would interact with. Because they were significantly less detailed than the stationary objects around them.
Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don’t know? Somehow I cannot hide, who I am, though I’ve tried. When will my reflection show, who I am inside… when will my reflection show, who I am inside?