Black and Gold Filigree with Black Feathers Mask
He stares at the table with a furrowed brow, unsure of which mask to take. It's his first masquerade and frankly, it's a lot to take in. Finally, he spots a mask he likes and reaches out a hand. Running a finger over the black feathers he grins. It's a bit extravegant, but not overlay so. A black mask with gold branching through. What was it called? Filigree? It'll do.
Securing the mask, he then adjusts the collar of his black button up and walks into the fray. Spotting the snacks, he narrows in on some cookies and makes his way over. Taking a bite, he lets out a hum of pleasure. Chocolate and spice. Perfect.
He stares at the table with a furrowed brow, unsure of which mask to take. It's his first masquerade and frankly, it's a lot to take in. Finally, he spots a mask he likes and reaches out a hand. Running a finger over the black feathers he grins. It's a bit extravegant, but not overlay so. A black mask with gold branching through. What was it called? Filigree? It'll do.
Securing the mask, he then adjusts the collar of his black button up and walks into the fray. Spotting the snacks, he narrows in on some cookies and makes his way over. Taking a bite, he lets out a hum of pleasure. Chocolate and spice. Perfect.
