Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Nineteen
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Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Eighteen
"so...like the guy in the mask?" the smile fell from my face, and a chill ran down my spine. "yeah. like him." "what do you think--" "i try not to. now help me find something!" we went back to browsing, and gradually my good mood crept back.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Twenty Two
Forcing my mind away from the stressful subject, i found my mind drawn to the masked man instead. i hadn't seen him since feverdream field. that worried me.
Special Delivery
He removed the cartoon-smile patterned mask and set it back where he'd picked it up from, before seeing about getting something to cut the tape. shortly, the pup had returned with a small box cutter.
Old Familiar Face Beneath Crumbling Mask
Old familiar face beneath crumbling mask
Death's Blood Ch. Twenty-Three: From Tree To Tree
He glares at me as i stand next to his desk, arms folded, clad in my blue suit and brown vest, but not my golden mask. he knows the visage behind the mask. he orates, "has yer trust in me waned far enough fer you ta break into my office?"
Behavioural Adjustment Bullying
She swiped up the mask, holding it up, ofenna pushed her head into it willingly, the snout filling the confines, the rim of the mask pressing over the top of the open cowl of her suit, sealing the lioness off from the world.
Hypnovember '23, Day 1 - Eyes
Discusses themes of autism and masking. this was weirdly therapeutic for me, as well as a fun theme in general. hope you like! posted using postybirb eyes "i'm sorry to hear. and you were doing so well!" dr.
poems week 3
I prefer the black mask of pain, suffering, lies, but also safety. the mask hides me from the world, keeping me safe, snug, and oblivious. some say the white mask better. the mask of joy, kindness, and lies.
Two-Faced
At the end of the day, i pick up my old mask while wearing no mask at all. i see a crack by one eye leading a path down the mask's cheek, not yet broken, but damaged.
A Fatal Game 6 - Blindly Searching
He made his way back to the mask room, wondering what had happened to boona. the happy mask he took off the door as instructed, watching it change back to its plain grey face until putting it on the other way out, where it changed to a sad mask.
A Fatal Game 7 - Twinkle Twinkle
_ without an answer, he soon saw the demon mask appear once again, this time from its own mask.