Saint Dharumis II
Aerosx
Saint Dharumis II
Aerosx
Saint Dharumis II
"Signior, before I acquaint myself I feel I must apologize for the—
vulgarity— of my mask. I had to, shall we say, improvise."
Be it a mask of sport or a feather that clouds the face none are unwelcome.
"Excellent."
I swagger to the host of the evening and extend my hand to him.
"It's a pleasure to be here, signior. You may call me Dharumis or any variation on the word."
"splended"
Meets his hand at the cross and welcomes the shake that will begin many good times.
"Truely an honor Sir Dharumis to hold a ball and have you join what luck I have?"
Although I knew he could not see the gesture, I smiled to the man from behind my mask, flattered. I tugged on my lapel.
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Your name will be the one remembered behind this event, Æros, not mine. I only hope you have as much fun as I plan to."
I dropped the remaining stump of my cigar on the sidewalk, crushing the embers with my heel.
"Forgive my delay in my responce I had matters to attend to."
"nonsence you will be one of the first gaian's in this event thus you sir are history in the making thus how does the entire event suit you?"
He offered the gentleman a Purruvian cigar.