The camera begins on Rumi’s glowing shard, then slowly tilts up past her face, past the ruined temple silhouette, and into the night sky. One by one, the stars subtly move out of place, connecting with thin silver lines. The full symbol forms across the sky, massive and ominous. A faint ripple spreads through the clouds, as if the entire world has heard the mirror’s call. The group looks upward...
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