Wildness and Masks

I have many masks, and each has its own story. I am the unremarkable little artist of the Church of Dawn; the strongest apprentice in the gladiator arena; the killing machine in the eyes of goblins... The holy nun beneath the sunlight is me, and so is the old gentleman on the train... I have hurried through underground tunnels in escape, and I have left behind beautiful legends on the frontier... Beneath the mask, there is an even more beautiful mask; within the lie, there often lies a hidden truth... My name is Ogre. A child raised by ogre since birth. It's a pleasure to meet you. ------------ I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com