Yanderescara Stories

He smiles. He dances. He laughs. The light shining down on the pathetic fool on display. He turns, smiles, and bows. The curtains fall and everyone leaves. He turns, smiling. The curtains rise. ' Such a beautiful color,' the clown thinks. " A lovely red for a lovely bride to be." He skips, passing the arms and twisted legs. Shall you join him?