Tigerclaw x Spotedleaf
She managed to articulate, though her voice trembled, and the insecurity she felt was reflected in the fragility of her words.
A Stranger in Suburbia (An Interactive Story) - Prologue (19)
#19 of a stranger in suburbia a moment of reflection.
Little Star Chapter 5
Her reflection opened its mouth to reveal sharp teeth. but the strangest thing of all was that twilight hadn't opened her mouth. \ a lightbulb went off in twilight's head.
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Six
_ _in truth_, he reflected, _i am more of a grim reaper than a prophet_.
DE: A Tale of Dark Eden
_ as the blast grows and clouds my sight, i can see my reflection on the glass and i see... ...i'm smiling.
Chasing the Sun - Epilogue: That Which We Seek
It was only when i finally got a job did i have the chance to take another look at the unpublished chapters' draft as well as to reflect on my life till then.
Beyond The Walls Chapter 7: Settling in
As she explores the house, she reflects on the changes she’s undergone—inside and out. between moments of quiet routine, gentle curiosity, and confronting her unfamiliar reflection, alduin begins settling into her new life in kulvinar.
In Misty Pools Way Down Below
Moons reflecting eyes mirror worlds tumbling through mirror planes god and goddess, existence and nothingness all is one here in the undertow in misty pools way down below fungal claws grasp and grate, pulsate, shake stretching relentlessly to
One Dot Below the I (#3)
Reader (2) whom i dedicate (3) doubles over and denies (4) his own eyes and that's (5) a wise decision for that man (6) over here is not any famous poet (7) who drags his collected volumes in a cart (8) & the reflective reader shakes his head
Renedevous
He said before purple door closed behind her and she was left alone without time to reflect or a companion to imagine false camaraderie with. now she could only go forward, and deep down she knew this.
still bull but im trying OwO
He walked over to the window and reflected on his pretty surroundings. he had always loved old-fashioned london with its great, grubby gates. it was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sad.
The breaking point...
With my twisted deeds, my mind doesn't seem to quit hellbent on heartache & pain i have little to lose if there's nothing to gain restricting resentment means more than it should making peace is easy when theirs not a trace of good mirrors reflect