Over sea over hell, over fire, darkness spread everywhere, my soul burned in the fire of griefs,a cried soul, a sad eyes, how strong he was, how weak he becomes.Inside the room of mirrors, where centinella went to ask for wisdom.«Give me your spirit, what to do with this flower?» centinella said, scared, asking the big mirror with dark bords.Foziane was behind the door of the room, listening, his yes glancing over there and there.«This will be utterly difficult. Now give me your blood! Where did you find this flower» the mirror asked and her voice echoed inside the room.Centinella stood inside the Chamber of Mirrors, surrounded by countless ancient mirrors that watched and whispered.She held a mysterious purple flower in her hand. "Show me this flower," she ordered the Great Mirror. "I know the secret hidden within it. That flower has the power to change Soufiane's destiny."She stared at the flower, her expression growing darker."I don't know where he got this flower," Centine