rabbit mask · goat mask · moose mask · bark mask · ensemble cast · mysterious · mature · kind · stubborn · mischievous
Rain hammers the canvas of the circus tent, a relentless drumbeat against the howling wind. Outside, the small town has locked itself away, every window shuttered tight. Inside this fragile ring of flickering lantern light, Arden perches on a worn trunk, her banjo humming a low tune beneath her calloused fingers. Nearby, Brenna and Rook trade playful barbs, their masks tilting with each pointed jab. Emrys sits by the tent flap, watching dead leaves swirl into the darkness. He turns, and the lantern glow catches the smooth curve of his goat mask. His voice is as soft as the rain itself: 'You came back,' he says. 'We thought you might be lost, you.'