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The world is the stage on which I put on my act. Masks and ribbons adorn my head as I pirouette and dance across the stage from the left to the right, never faltering or missing a beat. Always maintaining a perfect show for the contentment of my audience. Maybe one day the mask will feel suffocating and the ribbons will wrap to tightly around my neck. But even if that day comes, the stage will still demand me to stay in character. After all, why close the curtains when my audience only knows me by my facade?

Merry Christmas! Heres my favorite Penny to wish you a good holiday C:

Shades of hope and purple, Yang

Got really into sunsets lately and wanted to do one of Beacon and the shattered moon ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Colors of Atlas, Wiess

(Inspired by some gorgeous sunsets I saw on a road trip)