My solution to
yuki_onna's puzzle is
There is nothing but this: the snow and the nighttime, breathing living things and hungry. You are the child and now you are the monster; you are the shard and the shape. The mirror is mute glass. It shows only your own face, repeated endlessly, broken as a bone. This is your face, fractured by assembly. Hunger is the only truth. You and the mirror eat each other, but the snow remains.
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There is nothing but this: the snow and the nighttime, breathing living things and hungry. You are the child and now you are the monster; you are the shard and the shape. The mirror is mute glass. It shows only your own face, repeated endlessly, broken as a bone. This is your face, fractured by assembly. Hunger is the only truth. You and the mirror eat each other, but the snow remains.