Reflections
The detective turned his head to look at his reflection in the one-way mirror on the near wall.
Reflections
Dust swirled in the wind. It spun around, carrying a dry root ball across the sandy landscape. The sand was incredibly dry and formed beautiful shapes. But with the wind picking up slightly, the area would turn deadly. Every dinosaur knows that sand is...
Reflections
Into her own reflection she stared yearning for one whose reflection she shared and solemnly sweared not to be scared at the prospect of being doubly mared because the one with which she was paired was the one whose memories she shared!
Reflection
"i'm just a reflection. reflections don't have brains, they have big empty heads so their masters can think for them." "i'm just a reflection. reflections don't have brains, they have big empty heads so their masters can think for them."
Reflections
The reflection of moonlight on water was a majestic almost hypnotic sight, thought jake.
Reflections
Starfox: liberation chapter 3: reflections alaric gave a good look as he walked into the ship he would be spending the next few months in. it was a asimov heavy freighter, they were incredibly hardy ships.
Reflections
reflections is a short story based on an idea that i had. i had finished a novel where there ws a priest who's actions and defence in what he believed in made me think..
Reflections
After all, she was all alone in her room, with no one there but her reflection.
Reflection
I absentmindedly look up in the mirror, and there's that reflection again, that gleam in my eye, and it hits me. like a pile of bricks, it did. i looked kind of...good. happy.
Reflections
As he approached, the silver reflection began to coalesce into an undulating reflection of the full moon, a friendly face that seemed to beckon him ever closer.
Reflected…
Looking at the past now, it feels fake We lived half honest for one another’s sake Not uncommon, not easy for most to admit Jus happy, after all the tears, we quit A lot of endings were made I’m sure, for each other, that sadness will fade It...
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Rude in the mirror, that only frowns Voices heard, are all past clowns Why, never answered, the place, never known I climb mountains strangers left, made from bone Percentage of people I knew, at the bottom, now lay still The...