The Imperial Flame
Eclipsing the Sun
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I wrote this, and yes this is about myself. I would love to hear how others interpret this! Constructive criticism is welcome. The ball has begun, monsters hiding behind painted smiles and fake laughs fill the room. All but one wore a masque, a magician. He caught my eye as I danced with a Marionette, I passed her to the next and found myself dancing with him. His eyes showed untold adventure and his smile filled me with the warmth of a roaring hearth. He flourished his cloak and when he finished we stood on the ramparts. The fear of falling was gone as he showed me how to fly across the sky; my masque was snatched away as he tossed it. We soared the blue expanse and saw waterfalls and deserts, we saw life and death. But alas all good things must end, and as we landed back upon the stone prison that captivated me. I felt sadness wash over me, as he said his goodbyes as he had to leave for the ball was over. As he soared away on wings of gold, my heart dropped as I heard my Father call my name. The grand masquerade that is my life continues, and my masque is drawn back over my face hiding what lies beneath.
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I wrote this, and yes this is about myself. I would love to hear how others interpret this! Constructive criticism is welcome. The ball has begun, monsters hiding behind painted smiles and fake laughs fill the room. All but one wore a masque, a magician. He caught my eye as I danced with a Marionette, I passed her to the next and found myself dancing with him. His eyes showed untold adventure and his smile filled me with the warmth of a roaring hearth. He flourished his cloak and when he finished we stood on the ramparts. The fear of falling was gone as he showed me how to fly across the sky; my masque was snatched away as he tossed it. We soared the blue expanse and saw waterfalls and deserts, we saw life and death. But alas all good things must end, and as we landed back upon the stone prison that captivated me. I felt sadness wash over me, as he said his goodbyes as he had to leave for the ball was over. As he soared away on wings of gold, my heart dropped as I heard my Father call my name. The grand masquerade that is my life continues, and my masque is drawn back over my face hiding what lies beneath.
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