The mirror lay fractured on the ground, the shattered fragments looking more and more like icicles hanging in brown snow. Some little shit threw a mirror into my lair. When I find him, I'll be sure to return the favor.
The mirror sent rays of light dancing around the room. It was something different for a change, the light, but it had been so long since I had gotten a good look at myself. Two deep blue eyes, so human. Set into an impossibly inhuman head. Animalistic tendrils wrapped around the inhuman head. I felt like Frankenstein. But a Frankenstein that had a full stomach, and an itchy shirtful of grass and corn from running through the fields all day.
Really makes you wonder how much of the real me is left, and how much of the other me has taken over.