heart and soul

[soldieronwards]

The ground falls out beneath you. You're in midair, you're surrounded by swirling clouds, and there's nowhere stable to put your feet. The space between your body and the turbulence around you feels poorly defined as well; where do you end and your surroundings begin? Is there a stable you in the first place?

But eventually--

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Re: THE HALL OF MASKS

[emomachine]

[. . . looking at those masks]

Re: THE HALL OF MASKS

[soldieronwards]

From the start of the hall to the end by the doors, the six statues follow a progression. They start with a young boy holding up a full mask over his face; next is a smiling teenager in a domino mask; next a blank-faced young man in a mask like a muzzle; next a man whose face is mostly obscured by something that might be a mask or might be bandages; next a man standing proudly with a full cowl over his features; and next a man in knightly armor, save for the smiling full mask he holds up over his face.

For the most part, the statues are a single piece, but the masks are not a part of that piece--they are actually made of plastic or porcelain or cloth, and their colors stand out incongruously against the white marble.