The Painted Mirror (GL)

She paints a paper mirror of illusions, and countless seekers pursue it, only to grow old in vain.

Ink in the brush, traces of tears. How many years have the lovestruck young ones been bewitched, never changing their ways?

When I wake, my face is already wet with tears. For whom am I weeping?

This is my new novel. Please forgive its youthful writing.