Two
“Oh, my goddess!” Cass squealed beside me as we reached the thick timber doors of the grand hall a few hours later, music seeping through the cracks. A large chest sat against the wall to the side of the entrance with a sign that read:
Pick your mask but remember to choose wisely for once it is on, it will remain until the clock strikes midnight.
Cass and I bent down in front of the chest and rifled through the dozens of options. Half-masks, full-masks, glittery and gold, plain and black. There were so many I didn’t know where to start. I finally settled on a silver one, a sparkling crescent moon covering half of my face.
“Love it!” said Cass as she grabbed hers, a powder pink one with purple feathers that matched her dress. “This night is going to be epic!”
We crossed the thresho
