Porcelain Mask.
Description
What would you do if your entire life was ripped to shreds? Beyond recognization or undestanding. All gone, poof. Like smoke. What would you do if it all happened and you couldnt bring yourself to feel a bit of remorse or sadness or pain? Who cares what you would do. Because this is what Kurai did:
Foreword
Annyeong~
It all began with a simple one shot, Golden Tears, i wanted it to end there, honest i did, but it somehow morphed into this nonsense, i suppose i was in a tragic mood and surrounded by a ballerina fanatic, i suppose it was inevitable. <3 Ah well~ In the end this oneshot will evenually inter mingle with the other one shot forming an actual fan fic. Until then:
Enjoy~
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