Dragonmark
Malachi said he would and i rolled my eyes as he handed me back my mirror and i said my goodbyes. the image on the mirror faded and i looked at malachi. "i know my dad wants you to look out for me, but i can handle myself for the most part.
dog's time
Finally i put my book on my bedside table and i led my eyes to the magnificent ceiling of my mirror i sent a picture to me astounded and m'immobilisa. i had patches of black and white hair that i grew here and there on my body.
Finding Ones Place, pt 2
I stated having practiced this speach over and over in my mirror several times earlier that morning. "i see. so do you have an account with us?" he asked in a flat tone giving away nothing.
Trick and Treat: Part One.
Unfortunately i had placed my mirror on the same side as my bedside table and got a good look at myself. i rarely ever look at myself in the mirror and think "you're being an arsehole, pepper"; this was one of those rare moments.
Ch. 6 -- Trust
"there is also a stranger staring back at me from my mirror", she grumbled as she crossed her arms and pouted.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 12: Risks
Through my mirror, i could see her trying to lean over an uneasy shadow. shadow's eyes flicked to my eyes in the mirror. whatever he saw in them, he held together better.
The Abandoned (#1 The News)
Picking up a hand towel, i wiped through the condensation on my mirror, although the mirror stayed somewhat blurry. through it, i could see myself. grayish-black fur now looked mostly black from the moisture still in my fur.
Sibling Transformations
I opened both my eyes to stare in horror, at my sister, rachel, and my own reflection in my mirror.
Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 6
I walked over to my mirror to check for any mistakes on my creations. nope, none that i could see. even though zombie bites wouldn't turn me into a zombie myself, my armor could stand up to the toughest undead jaws.
Silver's Stories The Younger Years WIP
I stood up and twirled in front of my mirror, and looked my self over. i took pride in my long brown hair, with blond bangs, my silken fur, shimmering in the light.
Ghosts
I expected to walk in on an uncanny disaster, cabinets open and my mirror seeping black ichor. what i found was...nothing. my apartment looked exactly as i had left it, down to the last tin of neko chow tuna. i didn't question it.
A Love Unlikely Chapter One.
I stared at myself in my mirror. what was i thinking? this is a potential war on our hands. people, innocent people could die. and i was excited for it? something was really wrong with me.