Mirrolyn & Kyrel
Mirrolyn Mirrolyn
Kyrel Kyrel
Kyrel Kyrel
Ever notice how a cracked mirror can still show a clearer picture than the whole? In war I learned each shard is a new angle. How do you see yourself when the world fractures?
Mirrolyn Mirrolyn
I see myself as a handful of reflections, each shard catching a different light, a different truth. In a fractured world I keep shifting, trying to find a center that’s always moving. It's like looking at a broken window and realizing the whole picture is made of those tiny, ever‑changing pieces.
Kyrel Kyrel
Your words hit hard, like a soldier’s grit. Those fragments you mention? They’re the same ones that built me in the front lines—each one a lesson, a scar, a spark. Keep hunting that center, even if it keeps moving. That’s the only way to stay true in a broken world.