Lynn in The Mirror (Valentine's GT)
\>lynn's hands returned to cover her frustrated face \>her whole figure drooped with a sigh. 10 minutes of sitting in front of a mirror had only made her more anxious.
Mirror 1 - On the Sales Floor
**mirror** by chaos blackwing **~1~** on the sales floor “mirror." two weeks later, a clearly frustrated feline returned the servant they had purchased, tersely citing a 'conflict of personalities'. “mirror."
Smoke & Mirrors, Prologue: The Crisis
#1 of smoke & mirrors stop! hammer ti- i mean, warning time!
CYOA: End: The Mirror
Carl open them and see himself in a mirror again. noow he can see the collor of his fur. a deep mysterious green, with a wite belly and chest. his father was behind him. 'you see? how beautiful you are?' carl noods 'thanx dad, for showing me this.'
…mirroring…
Only then, do I find rest When I’m broken, for some reason, things seem the best It’s strange, but I enjoy the peace in lowly days Truly happy, stuck in my ol’ ways Always striding for more accomplishments Always paying no mind to...
The Other Side of the Mirror
Every world here contained at least one mirror, and this was no exception. looking in with a new understanding of what it meant to him, the hope it carried, he leaned in against the mirror, thinking. when did he lose this hope?
Mirror 3 - The Small Things
**mirror** by chaos blackwing **~3~** the small things it's funny how sometimes the smallest things can be so important, how something that seemed so small could have such a large impact.
Burning for you - Smoke & Mirrors
. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- burning for you - smoke & mirrors ashley sniffed at the air for any trace of whatever had woken her up.
Mirror Fragments
I add, holding her hand in the mirror. "i will bite their ankles, and shoo them away," she promises. "i don't want that!" i protest, trying to put words to her image. "touch me, then." she says through the glass. "i cannot touch you." i retort.
8. Mirrored Awakening
Ghoul King Hrashkar moves a finger as the silhouette of the figure before him puffs into dust that falls silently to the ground as the grotesque being rumbles, “You have failed." Another figure approaches the thrown slowly, crawling prostrate,...
Mirror Image
Your mirror image but not your heart: trust the heavens, we'll never be apart. there's a way through all of this and you will see that the mirror image of you is actually me. the mirror never lies.
Making Mirrors
I was listening to_ 'making mirrors' _by_ gotye. _:p i hope these short stories would help get me back into my writing. erm, typing. or creating stories. \>\< that's enough from me. bye._