All Decked Out The ball is about to begin. I am here but hidden, hidden behind a jeweled disguise. Who am I? No one will ever recognize me because I will not reveal my identity to the guest. No Longer Available
The Mask The ball is soon but my identity must remain a secret. Others will be there but I will not know who. Friends and enemies alike will pass by me. When it is all over will the guest of the ball have connected with the cold white face , or the beauty behind the mask? No Longer Available