A Mirrored Sparring Partner
A gleaming metallic hemisphere caught my eye upon the polished counter surface. Moving closer, I discovered a stainless steel measuring spoon resting bowl-upward under the morning light. Within its polished curve, a distorted reflection mirrored every breath and shift of my posture. Intrigued by this miniature arena, I assumed a low ready stance and lightly pressed the tip of Galaxia against the concave rim. The metal emitted a clear, chime-like tone, vibrating beneath my gauntlet. For several quiet moments, I studied the warped warrior staring back at me, sharpening my focus against my own mirrored guard.