Susan winced slightly with what Harry said, it sounded strange to these elegant tree people. She saw them motioning for them to join, and Susan pulled Harry into the circle of dance. "Come on Harry, loosen up a little!" she said, spinning. Her dancing wasn't as graceful as the spirits, but she still was good.
__________________ “Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask?
Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked?
Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this?
Or are you not terrified by it?"
~Soren Kierkegaard |