![]() You stared at the stars and teased each other about one's appearance. The two of you talked and shared laughs, both beginning to get closer. Frank held out his arm and you both walked around the mansion. But you weren't done with each other's company. You both let go of each other and curtsied. Your eyes were a different colored hue against the aqua of your mask. He looked at you, the mask covering most of your features except your grin. You swayed to his lead, lost in his mystery.įrank held your hand, though they weren't really touching. His eyes were ruby red, glinting against the black of his mask. You smiled and tried looking past his mask. Soon enough, you began to dance to your own music. The fountain's trickles became part of the muffled music. ![]() The plants seemed to glow under the stars, the breeze helping the flow of their dance. The music was distant in the main room, but it gave it an ethereal feel. You smiled as you began to dance in the garden. He pulled you closer as you replied, "I'd be honored." "Fancy a dance, _?" You saw his grin under the moonlight. "I- I don't have a partner." You hugged your arms, covered with your long silk, white gloves. His outfit was dark, paired with the velvet red of his vest and tie. "What made you come out here? Don't you know the waltz has already started inside?" The masked man looked at you, curious as to why someone like you isn't dancing with someone. He rubbed the back of his neck with his black, leather gloved hands. The ears were filled in with a cream color, having the same patterns. His mask was embroidered with swirly patterns and was lined with a rose gold color. He wore a black bunny mask that covered the upper part of his face. You rubbed you hand up and down your arm. "Thank you, heh." You took your hand quickly from the stranger. He was quiet, but you could feel him raise an eyebrow. You noticed that he was still holding your hand. You looked at him and tilted your head slightly. He was the reason you weren't soaked cold yet. In front of you stood a man, holding your hand. You slowly opened your eyes, curious as to why you didn't fall. Your eyes closed shut, waiting for the splash of cool water against your clothing. You felt your grip slip under the concrete. ![]() You took in a deep breath, but leaned far too back. The fountain water twinkled under the shine of the moon and stars. The stars shone against the darkness of the universe, the moon casting its illumination on Earth. You met the middle of the garden, a fountain, and sat on the concrete and looked up at the night sky. Although, you weren't a herbalist, so you didn't dwell on it. The garden was a massive space that possibly contained plants and herbs of all kinds. You held your arms with your hands and continued to walk. You grazed your hands over the bushes and flower beds and exhaled, your breath creating a small cloud in the chilly night air. Your heels made soft taps on the concrete with your slow stride. Sighing as everyone began to dance, you walked outside to a garden. You lifted your head and observed the room. The orchestra began to play a slow waltz. The lights suddenly dimmed and the chatter turned into soft murmurs. You leaned on the table lightly and took a sip of wine from your glass. You stayed there and watched the suits and multicolored dresses pass by. You sighed and shrugged it off, heading for the snack table. You noticed that everyone had a partner except you. You looked for people you knew, starting and joining conversations. ![]() You wandered around, stumbling into tables and people because your right eye was blocked by the flowers on your mask. You wondered how this party was hosted by the coffee shop she worked at. You held your hands close and smoothed your mint green floral dress. ![]() The hum of the violins were calming against the chatter of all the people. Soft, classical music played bouncing off the walls. Everywhere you looked it shone in your eyes. You slowly walked in, your heels clopping on the tiles. "Enjoy your stay," the butler showed his hand inside and bowed. You gasped as you saw the glorious interior of the mansion. ![]()
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