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consented. I led her into the center of the hall and we whirled about with the other
pairings. Over the course of several dances her attitude toward me improved even more,
but I quickly found myself bored and disconnected. What had I desired in the first place?
After parting ways with her I slunk back into the shadows once again. The party,
my whim, had been ruined and my sudden malaise would not lift. Just as I had decided to
leave, I collided with a man hurrying through the hall. He apologized profusely, blaming
himself for his haste and I recognized him as the owner of the mansion.
Dear guest, have I knocked your mask from your face or how else have you
come to lose it? I would happy to have a servant bring another for you. He said to me. I
slowly shook my head and replied with a forgiving smile,
Worry not, my mask still lingers where it always has.