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Or perhaps, i reflect ruefully, i am just a fool who refuses to see when he is beaten, when he has been rejected.
Electroluxe!, Chapter One.
\>you thought the little machine might've been blushing when the cameraman popped up to let emily answer a question about herself, but that was probably just a reflection, too.
Plan B (Chapter 17, book 6)
Tamamo unsheathed a sword from her side of the reflection. she took a moment to admire the sword studiously, then she sheathed it and pushed the handled side towards the reflective surface between them. sinopa licked her lips and remained silent.
Lucario And The Aftermath - Chapter 1: Alone...
He walks to the bright lake and relaxes, sitting down and enjoying the orange sunsets reflection on the lake 'pretty'. he gets up and looks at his own reflection in the water, noticing again how much different he now is.
Only Me and My Demon Here (PMD: WNA 7)
I bowed before her back, blazing eyes reflected across the glassy floor. the lairon there looked desperate, i felt worse. it fogged up with breath as i waited for her reply. "and you know who cares, ron? not me.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 176
All of that in a single moment, a single heartbeat, a single pause between his pumping fists, all the time needed for ander to see his own reflection in his brother's bloodshot eye, the reflection of a monster covered in blood, every bit as fearsome as the
The Search for Ka'Le (6/15)
As he adjusted it the circle of reflected light moved along the stone until it hit the crystal that hung from the middle of the room.
Hejira 00
He talks to his reflection. his nervousness melts away, as excitement and the thirst for adventure creep in to replace it. he opens up his closet door and sighs.
The Waystone's Call - A Solarpunk Short Story
He faced the portal to the stars, watching their reflections shimmer within the smooth surface of the black mirror. apollo’s reflection placed his paws upon the faraday, then hesitated. "i'm sorry i didn't tell you the truth from the start," he said.
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style)
He heard a click, and saw the flash reflected in the dead eyes and wet gore of his attackers.
A friendly visit
Whoever i want to talk to, we'll have their reflection seen in the pool. we can then talk to each other." he stuck one large claw in the water and spun it around in a circular motion until we could see the image of a stone ceiling.
There she sits
Her scales, although black, gleam and reflect the dying light of the sunset. her eyes gently shut, hiding what need not be hidden. her wings, neatly closed, allow the sea breeze to pass by her with no challenge.