Masks From The Town Novels & Stories

Maya retorted, folding her hands under her breast. "Good, I think we can work with that, even if you're both being extremely brute with your words," Becca said, frowning. "First of all, you should cover your faces," Becca handed each of us a mask. It was made like the face of an animal. Maya's face was a leopard, Naya's face was a hyena, Becca's face was a rabbit and my face was a deer. "Why do I get to wear a deer? Why not a Lion?" I frowned, wearing the mask.

Maybe he thought she was crazy because she was talking to someone and she was still wearing a mask. "Ma'am, are you all right?" He asked her when he noticed her. "Ah, yes. I'm fine. I'm sorry because I'm from the party so I haven't removed my mask yet," she replied. "Ah, is that so? Your mask is beautiful. It fits you." "I'll wash it later Manong," she said. "Oh, don't worry, ma'am, it's beautiful," he praised her. "Wow? Thank you!" "Where are you going, ma'am?"

He sighed and brushed his hand in his hair the other hand resting in his pocket and he stopped smiling and said in a deep voice, “Seeing you now is risking my life, you know my first name and for the first time I am not afraid to take such a step.” He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.”

The golden crystals, still dancing around me, faded into shimmering motes of light as we left the game stall. Ryan, his eyes still a striking silver, led me deeper into the town square, which was now transforming with the setting sun. Bonfires blazed, sending sparks dancing into the twilight. Laughter and music filled the air. It seemed they were having some kind of nightly celebration. And everyone, I noticed, was wearing a mask. Ryan turned to me, pulling a plain, dark wooden mask from the folds of his tunic. It was simple, unadorned, but it felt strangely weighty in my hands.

He told her and noticed how she was still staring at that Skull Emblem of that mask. “It’s my favorite mask, there are only five masks which was made for five of us, it will protect you when you go out of the packhouse, you know, you are unmated with alpha and he has not marked you, so there are chances they will think of you as the rogue but they will know you are one of us because now you have this mask.” He described to her and she nodded and put on the mask on her face and now only her eyes could be noticed.

"It's me, Miss Gerner. I forgot to tell you that there is a rule here. Everyone who enters must wear a mask to conceal their identity. Hence, I've prepared one for you, and I hope that you will kindly accept it." "Emberly's flattering manner made her feel disgusted. However, she noticed that there were people around her who didn't wear masks. Therefore, she asked in confusion, ""Why are there people who don't wear masks?""" "Here's the thing, Miss. Those who don't wear masks don't care about being seen by others. They are not afraid that others will know what they have purchase here. But you're different, you're from a remote area, and it's the first time you've been here. So, it's better to

she says as she leads them to the masks area, filled with all types of masks, the guy in the blue suit also gets in the room and starts looking at the masks and in no time, he picks a black masks, it was shaped like a cat face. "Weird guy!" Tyler says as he gets back to the masks, he picks and tries almost every single one of them. "I think i like this" he says as he tries an ugly looking mask. "That looks so scary, I'll take this clara" Jennifer picks a red masks to match her dress, it covered her entire head and this would even be of more advantage to her since no one will be able to recognize her at all. They head to the counter and Clara pays for everything, they all walk out and stand o

One new text from Jamal: “Can’t wait to see you in that dress tomorrow, babe. You’re going to be the star of the night.” I didn't reply. I just stared out the window. The masks were going to stay on until the very last second. And when I finally ripped mine off, they were all going to wish they had stayed in the dark.

They ran around excitedly, trying to keep up with the adults, mimicking their dance moves, and having the time of their lives. As Fel looked around, she noticed that every mask was unique, and the colors and designs were different for each person. Some masks were large and ornate, with bejeweled edges and elaborate feathers. Others were small and simple, with a single flower or a butterfly pinned to the side. Fel could hear the sounds of laughter, chatter, and the beat of the drums, which grew louder and more intense as she made her way through the crowd. The drums themselves were works of art, decorated with intricate patterns and animal skins stretched tight over the top.

The two walked in through the bakc door side by side as they made to join the party through the back door. "Are you out of your mind? I asked you to get me the best mask in the whole of Mariposa and you get me this?" A commotion was beard just some steps on front of Alice and Lara. There stood Cynthia with a dozen of maids kneeling down in front of her. They were all shivering and begging to be pardoned. "We are very sorry your highness, this is really the best mask we could find, it was crafted by the best designer in the whole of Mariposa just like you wished!"