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My memory of that day is clear, I remember The Stranger. He was a guest in the prince's masquerade. His mask was horrid and disfigured. The eyes staring forward with a terrified expression forever showing. The prince surrounded himself in a mess of socialites but unguarded he was. A few hours into the party a scream was heard. The crowd rushed to the scene to find the mutilated corpse of one of the prince's...escorts.
As the crowd gathered around the body, the prince rushed to his chambers. There stood the stranger. The prince demanded to know his identity, but received no answer. He grabbed at the Stranger preparing to strike him, but the Stranger drew a knife. He stabbed the prince repeatedly, until he was lying dead in a bloody puddle.
Upon finding the prince's body the crowd saw a mutilated form with the eyes cut out and the mouth shaped in a grotesque smile. On the bed was a note that simply read "This is the mask of the wealthy and corrupted, forever worn and never removed."
How do I know of these events? For I am The Stranger, and this is my story.
- Title: The Stranger.
- Artist: Chency
- Description: This is my first submission in writing. I was bored and found this in an old writing journal. I know its not that good but be gentle xD
- Date: 08/02/2009
- Tags: stranger
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Ty Gwynnia - 06/08/2010
- Nicely written. You could put more details into this.
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