Reflections

[Squirrely]

Nico wandered the camp, not knowing what to do. He let his feet lead him to the pond, where he noticed the pond showed a reflection. It was a reflection of someone unfamiliar. She was obviously a spirit, because she ran away when he thought to her leave. It was odd, how anyone dead clung to his every word. He stared at his own reflection, sitting on the damp grass. "Bianca would be disappointed." he told himself, beginning to cry.