Reflecting Pond Scum
He looked back into the water, seeing the same boring reflection gazing back up at him... but at least his reflection stood next to marsh. he would have given anything to be more outgoing and exotic like the punk boy.
The Journal: Chapter IV
Im soooo sorry about how late this is and this isnt even a fun chapter. Finals, comp broke, all sorta of stuff but Im back. You may want to re-read the first three chapters to understand the characters but this mainly focuses on Alex Dirge. Kinda some...
P.O.V. - Reflections 2
Predators I know how stupid it was. I knew before I did it, and I certainly know in retrospect. I'm not proud of my decision that night, and I never have been. However, what happened that night changed something in me... Before then, I had been a...
P.O.V. - Reflections 4
Subordinates I'm not gonna sit here and try to justify what I did to that boy for so long. It wasn't even a matter of loneliness on my part. After all, I came home to my loving wife every night and we were both very happy with our lives. But...
P.O.V. - Reflections 3
Teammates It wasn't my first night out on the trail. I may have still been a fairly young husky girl to be traveling across that frozen landscape, but I had more experience than anyone else my age I assure you. So much experience, in fact, that my...
P.O.V. - Reflections 6
Siblings It's always awkward bein' around my sister these days... We've both grown up, moved out the house, and moved on with our lives. She found herself a pup that treats her like she deserves, and I think they're goin' to get married...
Reflections on Suicide: Nightfall
Like a light at the end of a tunnel, the headlights reflect razor sharp beams of light along the rails, splitting the darkness of the forest floor.
Reflections on Suicide : What If ...
The agony of existence weighed against the horror of nonbeing reflections on suicidewhat if ...this is the story of the life of ben. ben was a timid and easily intimidated young man.
Reflections on Suicide: Crossroads
The agony of existence weighed against the horror of non-being reflections on suicidecrossroadsthere comes a time in every man's life where he must take up arms against great struggles on his own.
Reflection of a Fallen Mate
reflection of a fallen mate darris traveled effortlessly upon the flow of energy that bound hundreds of different worlds together. he had been to so many worlds already, without learning so much a hint of his brother's whereabouts.
Pale Reflection
The inside of it was coated with glass and looked like an old tube tv screen, and jeremy caught a grey-scale reflection of himself in it for a few seconds before his vision was overwhelmed in a bright light. just like that he was on the stage.
Reflections 2
#2 of reflections celestia's eyes flickered open, and she blinked slowly, shifting her wing away from the warm lump against her side.