ObservationAmidst the vivacious revelry, a shadowy-rooted figure observes the orderly chaos unfold.
That’s me.
Despite an invitation to the zoo, I still feel detached from the great Duchess & Dukes as they gather at the Holy Communion.
Who am I to be here?
How did I earn this invitation?
Hidden behind a hollow mask, my true mask blends flesh and bones. Do I have a second chance to reintegrate into the tribe?
May the position of this marker fulfil my sense of identity and soul? Only time will reveal the outcome.0.1639%
