Where Dancers grow tired but continue the Dance for fear of what its end may bring.
Where an unseen hand jerks the the strings of papier mache Mannequins.
Whose figures seem grotesquely un-proportional.
Apparitions from a nightmare debilitated by fear.
Whose laughter always seems a little too hollow, a little too nervous.
This is the Dance Macabre.
All masks to be removed at Midnight.
To reveal....?
Got your invite?
Scared?
2007-03-25
23:15:22
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