mask can be. We all become what
we pretend to be."
One sister dark and one sister light, of pale day and starless night. Two souls that circle endlessly a waltz of question and mystery. Who is the sunless and who the sun, are they two or simply one? Cover your eyes and enter in, perhaps the truth you'll treasured win. The clock hands move and midnight creeps, though night is cold no one sleeps. Come to the dance in shadow and shade, with the sisters of the masquerade!
I am sharing with: