The Masquerade Ball

The Masquerade Ball

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(Slowly in progress) I examine what's underneath that mask. An ocean of spell-binding blue over-filling with emotions, complimented by dark and gorgeous eyelashes. Under that mask peaks out the lightly painted freckles on her petite nose. Her lips are full yet small and delicate, shining as bright as the light I see surround her. It seems surreal, like this a dream, like she's too perfect for this world. (what is this) The cover is not my art Cred to the artist ❤️ (may or may not be mature I haven't decided *cough* I have no plot)
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