Here we go, the world is spinning
When it stops, it's just beginning
When it stops, it's just beginning
Behind Adam's door is a table laid out with a sumptuous, far too good to be true feast. It's as decadent as anything he ever had in his past life, with plates piled high enough that they really should be spilling over, but somehow it all stays put. It smells divine, and you can feel your stomach rumbling.
As Rexanna steps into the room and puts her hand to the mirror, the scene continues to unfold. Her child is a beautiful, raven-haired girl, and as the Penumbra watches the baby reaches out for a smiling Bastien, who takes the laughing infant into his arms. Then mirror-Rexanna turns to the real woman before her, a smile of pure contentment and bliss upon her beautiful face. Without moving her lips she calls out softly, her voice filling the Penumbra's mind. You could have this life, Rexanna. Why do you cling to the past? This could be our future. The woman extends a hand, and though it is still in a mirror you know you could grasp it, could slip so easily through the glass and into this other life.
The girl has counted to 20
What will you do?
As Rexanna steps into the room and puts her hand to the mirror, the scene continues to unfold. Her child is a beautiful, raven-haired girl, and as the Penumbra watches the baby reaches out for a smiling Bastien, who takes the laughing infant into his arms. Then mirror-Rexanna turns to the real woman before her, a smile of pure contentment and bliss upon her beautiful face. Without moving her lips she calls out softly, her voice filling the Penumbra's mind. You could have this life, Rexanna. Why do you cling to the past? This could be our future. The woman extends a hand, and though it is still in a mirror you know you could grasp it, could slip so easily through the glass and into this other life.
The girl has counted to 20
What will you do?
Sun comes up, we all laugh.
Sun goes down, we all die...
Sun goes down, we all die...
