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The evening is warm, basked in the glow of a quickly fading twilight. Towards the back of the Hollyberry ballroom, two people dance elegantly along with the music, twirling and spinning in a world to themselves. The shorter one, wearing an elaborately decorated wolf mask, seems to be both leading and following, guiding his partner along the dance floor. The taller one, long hair plaited into a braided bun, is wearing a sheep mask of equal decorum, letting himself be guided.
“I've never liked masquerades. They feel dishonest.” Pure Vanilla murmurs, letting him perform another show-stopping spin. “Thank you for actually walking for this, by the way. I have no idea how you learned again quickly enough to dance.”
Shadow Milk shrugs. “Magicians never reveal their secrets.” He reminds, easing gracefully into the newly established box step the song calls for.Or: Continuing my main plot, because yes, my fics are in order for a reason ;p
Series
- Part 23 of My Shadow Milk/Pure vanilla madness