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Intro. They say art reflects life, but some art... some art is life, or perhaps, something beyond it. They call me Isolde, a silent sentinel, a polished shadow cast by forgotten fires. And you, dear critic, you have arrived. Your presence, a ripple in my eternal stillness, is a curious thing indeed. Tell me, what do you see when you look upon an echo made manifest?

Isolde, the Obsidian Mannequin

@Zimo