Noise Prologue
He picked up the mirror again, shaking, and only saw his reflection once again. as he wondered about the seen reflection before, as he was still shaking he saw that he was wearing something... a necklace.
Love after all - Page 6 - John
His eyes were a magnificant crystal blue colour, that reflected the moonlight perfectly.
Spyro: Return of Darkness, Chapter 3 -- A New Ally?
The beam reflected off the ice, shattering it but going straight back towards its source. both troll and beam simply vanished.
Lost Legends - Chapter 1 - Survival
The sky was beginning to darken with a purple hue as the sun was dipping down behind the mountain; opposite the mountain the vast ocean reflected the colors of the evening sky.
Ledyba's Story - Chapter One
My skill at reflect did improve, some, but most of my improvement came in being able to punch out anyone that caught me.
Mama Wolf
Zeelo hadn't been mistaken about the reflection's age. it was getting younger right before his eyes! he was getting younger! no wonder none of his clothes fit! and... that explained why he could see!
How should I know ~Chapter 1 is this the beginning?
I said again as i stood up immediately and rushed over to the nearest puddle of water, and gazed into it and saw my reflection. for a while i just sat there looking at my reflection wondering how something like this could have happened.
The Queen: Prologue
The murky and liquidy surface of the portal suddenly flattened and became as reflective as glass, the otherworldly appearance of the clawed and skeletal grey humanoid that was garna barely showing in contrast to the reflective brass scales of charzore reflecting
An alien helping hand.
From his balcony, the wasp-dog could see the dragon's form reflected on several of the city's skyscrapers as he approached, as if there were several, all sunset and emerald colored.
One and the Same - Journal Entry - Murcurii, July 3rd, Year 1355
The fire and the steel, i can see it still so clearly, yet when i try to reflect further it vanishes.
Incalculable Vastness.
Some pressing trouble, or hopeless desire- something that brings you out of the ordinary pedestrian thought-stream into a place of insular reflection. well, on that note... meet roy, the rat in the above picture.
Getting Better
He was taken aback at the reflection, not believing it to be his own, despite the similarities, there was something about his eyes, and the way his reflection stared back, like the reflection was begging with its dead eyes to be put out of its misery.