Role

Chapter 8

*Lophiel sits alone in a simple room, gazing deeply into a small mirror he holds in his hand*

Lophiel says to a small mirror "Every artist requires a canvas, in one form or another.
As an artist is only as good as the tools with which they work, should
they use unworthy materials, they risk falling short of perfection. Thus,
there is only one worthy canvas for which to convey my art... my precious, my beautiful... my Lophiel."

*Lophiel traces a finger along the cheek of his reflection as he peers into a small mirror*

Lophiel says to a small mirror "Such paragon. How does one improve upon something so readily perfect?'