I hold no light of my own and keep no picture, yet without me your frame has no depth and your night has no shape. Bend me and the whole image lies. What am I? Know the answer? Solve it here in the open Sinima filmmakers' room.
I hold no light of my own and keep no picture, yet without me your frame has no depth and your night has no shape. Bend me and the whole image lies. What am I?