littlefoxling101

A man in a long, sparkly black tailcoat stood into the middle of the glamorous ballroom, beckoning Toby hither. As if on a conveyor belt, Toby felt himself being pulled forth, towards the stranger. He passed by bunches of strange creatures, dressed to the nines in peculiar patterns of frills, all having one commonality:  masks. Many of these, creatures were grotesque, and the other's oblique, though Toby paid them no heed. He only had one focus, and he was fast approaching it… or so he thought. All of a sudden, the mysterious man had vanished, and Toby's feet finally stilled. He wanted to be relieved, honestly, but for some reason, deep