The Masked Dancer

The Masked Dancer

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"She's absolutely beautiful," I whispered to myself, watching the masked dancer skip around on the stage. I couldn't see her face but the graceful moves she made said it all. - Théo was always forced to go to these performances by his parents. One performance had caught his eye. The dancer on the stage had a mask. A cream colored mask across her eyes, stopping at the tip of her nose. Normally, Théo would be napping or staring off into space but this time he sat on the edge of seat watching her, admiring her and her beauty even though her face was hidden. __________________________________________________________________________________ Hey, everyone. Matt, the author, here. I just wanted to say I will no longer be writing this but will keep it up. Just imagine the rest. And tell what you imagined the rest of it to b e like in the comments!
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