Green Checkered Peacock
He doesn’t anticipate that picking a mask would be as difficult a choice as it is. The variety is surprising and with it, comes the host of indecision. He could go with those traditional colors that scream him, but what’s the point when it’s all for the sake of anonymity? Eventually, he decides, fitting a mask onto his face that covers it three quarters of the way, an emerald green and black checkered pattern that fades into peacock feathers that extend from the top of his cheekbone to curve around his head, while the nose section extends toward something close to a beak.
The rest of him matches suddenly effortlessly, dark pants and a silky, emerald green button-up shirt as he makes his way in, scanning the crowd of people and the liveliness, surprisingly unable to keep the smile from his face as he realizes just how bustling this party has started out. So he goes and greets some people, making his way further in to get lost in the crowd.
He doesn’t anticipate that picking a mask would be as difficult a choice as it is. The variety is surprising and with it, comes the host of indecision. He could go with those traditional colors that scream him, but what’s the point when it’s all for the sake of anonymity? Eventually, he decides, fitting a mask onto his face that covers it three quarters of the way, an emerald green and black checkered pattern that fades into peacock feathers that extend from the top of his cheekbone to curve around his head, while the nose section extends toward something close to a beak.
The rest of him matches suddenly effortlessly, dark pants and a silky, emerald green button-up shirt as he makes his way in, scanning the crowd of people and the liveliness, surprisingly unable to keep the smile from his face as he realizes just how bustling this party has started out. So he goes and greets some people, making his way further in to get lost in the crowd.
