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Another Mask, Another Puppet
100 Faces in 100 Stories — No86
1 min readMar 27, 2023
I was his perfect doll to be used whenever he pleased. Days would go by where he discarded me for other whims, and the gnawing ache was my one certainty. It meant my lifeline was tied to him — forever, always, undeniable.
I wore my pretty mask on those days he graced me with his presence. I simpered and smiled and said oaths in murmurs. But he always looked past me, eyes always ahead on some target I couldn’t see or even fathom.
But I knew I was just one of his many creations he had set loose upon the world.
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