(PROSE) The Grand Masquerade
the Grand Masquerade does not involve ballgowns and rejects tuxedos. the Greatest and Truest faithfully make ornate masks of emotion, donned just as the sun comes up and left to seep in the skin. the Grand Masquerade is ceaseless, unerring charades performed into reality.
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Hi! My name is Elizabeth Davenport, and I'm a college student who loves all things language, no matter what language it is! I'm probably reading, writing, or dancing in the rain right now. I'm a featured poet, Aura, on diesandnoctis.com (go check them out: they're great!), and use the names E.D., Elie Dav, and Elizabeth Davenport when posting my own.
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