Masquerade, Paper Faces On Parade

"You pulled a cigarette out of your pack, placed it between your burgundy lips, & lit it up. You sighed happily as the smoke hit your lungs, & leaned over the wooden railing infront of you, taking in the view before you. The sun was setting & the sky was alive with bright reds, purples, & pinks. Contrasting perfectly with the deep green forest a couple yards away from where you were standing. You let your mind wonder as you stared off into the distance, & didn't even hear the nearing footsteps to your right. You took another drag of your cancer-stick & nearly choked on the smoke when you heard a deep, slightly gravely, voice beside you. "Excuse me, would you happen to have a lite?"

1. Masquerade

2. The Stranger

3. Introductions

4. Authors Note