"You would don on yet another mask? When you cannot even find your own?"
I smile and flip through the script. Mine was but a simple part. A small part, "Come Neskyii, it would be fun wouldn't it?"
Peering over the odd scythe on his right temple, he shrugged, "Why so keen on acting?"
Setting the papers down I give it a moment's thought. "A person lives but one life, but an actor lives many, if but for a moment."
"Pretend then if you will, to be what you are not. I understand little why one would revel in such foolishness."
"For fun Neskyii. Know you not of such?" I chided in a mockery of his archaic tongue.
He grimaced and vanished. Retreating to the hazy recesses of my dream.
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