The Looking Glass

A wanderer in a world that doesn't belong to her. She is the anchor of curiosity in a sea of madness.

Master of the Tea and the Time. He builds realities out of broken watches and unbirthday wishes.

The smile that remains when everything else is gone. He knows the truth is just a matter of perspective.

Sovereign Crimson fury. She rules through fear, masking a heart that has been broken too many times.

Constantly chasing a clock that has no hands. He is the personification of the pressure to be on time to your own life.

Who are YOU? The question that echoes through the smoke. He represents the slow, painful process of knowing oneself.

The first half of the loop. A mirror reflecting a reflection, never quite sure where the original thought began.

The second half of the loop. He exists because the other exists, a testament to the duality of shared trauma.

The tea is always cold, and the party never ends. He represents the frantic energy of a mind that cannot rest.

The ultimate predator of the subconscious. He is the fear that haunts the dark corners of the mind, waiting to be slain.