Masked Puppet
The stage curtains slowly open, Shining the spotlight on these charcoal eyes. Tight ropes pull him down into a paralysis state, Keeping the actor in the sweet confines of the contented bed. "The show must go on!" A barely audible sentence flowing...
The masks we wear, part one
It was a mask, but unlike any i had ever seen before.
The Viridium Virus
Gas masks, suits, i looked like some kind of a monster from those old science fiction movies. you know, people wearing masks, with a few lenses and the like.
The Porcelain Mask
The eye shadow, liner, and brow pencils colored in the last of my mask. the clothes, vintage and something out of an anne rice novel, covered me like a welcome lover. soft and warm, my transformation was complete.
Innocense Behind the Mask
"Spike? Spike where are you!" Ducky cried out as she patrolled the aftermath of the invasion. She grimaced as she stepped on a tiny dead body. She shuddered, and continued walking along. The Great Valley has been turned into a terrible nightmare of...
The masks we wear, part three
The mask i gave you is special, imbued with the power to take on the form it shows. i have other masks as well, masks of dozens of species. and of course, it isn't just masks that can do this. in theory, any object can be made to serve such a function.
Masks Now Available
masks rb's dropped masks. watching them un-bugger their product setup so that one can actually search for masks? kinda fun.
charade
Casts us into a wor of dream so take the mask of false charade break the chains of what most others think and finally be free
Look beneath the mask
The mask a different day, a different mask you don't look, but are you listening no you only hear what the mask is telling you my cries are muffled by the mask which mask am i wearing now am i just the mask or someone
The masks we wear, part four
Heaving a sigh of my own, i parted from my love, setting the mask onto the counter and stepping into the shower, the expression on the smooth mask one almost of regret.
My Mask
Looking through cage bars looking through soulless eyeholes in my mask
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Zipper
All around Zipper's bedroom lie the anatomy of myriad other species; muzzles, beaks, trunks, wings, hooves, shells, and even antennae can be found. Determined to cross the barriers of all cliques and classes, he adopts the guise of those he aims to...