The Mirror of You
The humanoid creature saluted at them, spraying water as it did so. “Hello there, my name is Rane.”
Rane took one step back and reached for the wooden stick.
“No. I am Rane,” she said.
Bai laughed, a mocking sound that echoed at the foot of the Great Wall.
Water Rane shrugged. “You are Rane. But my name is Rane.”
Rane frowned at it. “I am Rane and my name is Rane.”
Water Rane found a rock and perched itself on it, folding its legs under itself and stared at her. “Listen to yourself.”
Bai laughed again. Rane wanted to find a way to shut him up. Water Rane beat her to it. With a wave of its hand, a stream of water rose from the lake and drenched him. “I am you. Get it?”
Rane stared at the water version of herself. The facial features were unnerving to look at, even though the creature was made of water. It was a resemblence that she was not sure she liked.