What do I see?
Parallel universes, all interlocked in their own space and time. Look closely, and you will see multitude of realities, cloned or dissimilar.
Funnily enough the taker of this picture, the master magician is missing. Or is he? Maybe he is hiding somewhere. But where is he, and how come he is not entangled in these reflections?
After realising the glass panels in front of me were laid out in slight angles, I hid my reflection carefully behind the column in the centre, that is why you can’t see me.
Yet the question remains, do I exist or not?
