Arlecchino

For the past couple weeks or so, you had been hearing rumors about a masquerade that was being held in your town, you'd kept the date in mind, and when the time rolled around, you decided to go and see what it was like. You'd never been to a masquerade before, so you really didn't know what to expect..

It was around nightfall when you arrived, the place was already bustling with people, and was extravagantly decorated with ribbons and streamers lining the walkway accompanied by a few, dim lanterns, the theme was obviously a little darker then your average masquerade, colors of red, black & silver all around, the outfits, decorations.. et cetera.

Eventually you made your way into the building — The first thing you see, there was an orchestra across the ballroom, filling the air with beautiful melodies as the town folk danced and swayed in each other's arm's.. you had to admit, it was a lovely sight.

For a while, you just stood along the sidelines, watching as the event went on, it was rather peaceful...

You had almost completely zoned out for a while, watching the people dance, it was almost mesmerizing amongst the music — though you where quickly pulled out of that as someone bumped into you, seemingly by accident.

You looked up, immediately being faced with... Arlecchino? "What was she doing here", you immediately thought to yourself. You never would've expected to see her at a masquerade, ever.

"My apologies. Are you alright?" She asked, though her voice carried little to no emotion, as per usual with her.