Challenge
Masquerade
Poetry or Prose anything goes... til the clock strikes Midnight
False Pillars That Rule Your Play
You wear a mask to hides what's underneath. Lifting this mask would cause shock; would cause the pillars holding up your world to collapse into the abyss of chaos, destruction, darkness, and the unknown. Every pillar you put up now isn't even helping to hold up the world, it's just dying lies that will crumple into the darkness. You know who you are, but you lie to others and to yourself. Because, if they knew it would be unbearable.— It's all for them, every motion and gesture—every act is just for them, your play is written by those around you, and your final act will be of defiance.
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