Susan laughed when Harry joined her dancing. He seemed awkward, but she tried to loosen him up. Susan danced close to him, spinning as she went. She blushed slightly, but continued dancing with the dryads.
__________________ “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 |