As you walk through camp on your way to train, you pass by a mirror. It's very old and cracked at the edges, and the rim is made of dull gold. You try to resist the urge to look, as you've been training all day, but curiosity finally wins out.
You smirk at what you see. Your hair is probably messy and your clothes probably dirty, but other than that, you take a moment to examine the characteristics about you that make you who you are. Your hair, eyes, such as that.
So, everyone sees something different, but what do YOU see?
