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Raven wore long flowing black silk. Her long blue hair drifted like the deepest part of the ocean. Leaves entangled elegantly in the blue waves. Her lips were a lustrous blood red. A silver crescent moon strung across her forehead. Each eye was intricately darkened to resemble a side of a butterfly's' wing.

"Welcome to the dark."
"It's too late to turn back."
"There is no escape."
"Masks required. Make sure not to come alone...or you may not leave alive. The masquerade for all that is Myth, legend, created, and unwanted will start at midnight."

The breeze blew and the woman was gone. Life returned to the world again. Yet...it was no dream.