Everyone always acted like the mirrors juxtaposed on opposite sides of the sealing room were the most romantic thing the temple had to offer. I had to muse on this, since kneeling at the altar, all you get to see is your own face and the back of the head of your soon to be spouse -- no visual connection with the other person for all of eternity's ever cascading mirrors.
Compare this to the mirror on the ceiling (as opposed to the mirrors of the sealing), where you can gaze at each other in all your glory -- now which one is truly romantic?
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