Maybe the light is just too bright and they are scared to blink back at someone who knows exactly how they feel.
I wonder if the Messiah feels lonelier when their reflection refuses to hold their gaze in this humming, hollow light.
A reading from Psalms 103:20
Give praise to the Lord, you his angels, who are great in strength, doing his orders, and waiting for his voice.
— Psalms 103:20 (en_bbe)
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Waiting for his voice.
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