Mirror of Souls by zeitgeist
Lost souls assemble here when the path to beyond is unclear.
They look at each other, recognizing everything, everything but themselves. what kind of feeling might this be, not being able to recognize your self anymore?
Fear and confusion control their presence now, hope doesn't exist anymore.
The heads, representing the time, fragile and marked by pain and suffer.
There, look at them, this is how they look like and I gave them a face.