if all you do is wear a mask,
you become a mask.
your individuality drains away,
and you become a shadow of others.
yourself is an illusion
you are only a copy.
if you never express yourself,
you fade into the shadows.
your soul dies away,
leaving an empty shell of broken mirrors.
Posted in response to the challenge Façade.
The creature peered out from behind a boulder. Its single red eye glinted in the moonlight. There was nothing but darkness where the other eye should’ve been.
Je suis un corbeau avec un plumage noir. J’aime les bijoux. J’aime aller au parc. Je vois une femme avec un collier. Je veux le collier.
Alors, je fondre sur elle et prendre le collier. Je suis un content corbeau!
Now, I know it may seem common, even shallow —
to answer with such a simple thing,
but 'tis what draws my heart —
the Fox, silver fur, dancing in moonlight.
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