The Man who sold Faces (short story)

Dilettante scribbler

if i had the time and artistic skills i would make this for the masquerade haha:

THE MAN WHO SOLD FACES

Happy face

Sad face

Smiling face

Bad face

Face from all race

Face which will make you ace

A board that read the above lines caught eyes of Lucy who was passing by this odd looking shop. She was on her way to castle with her parents. They were invited to a wedding. Lucy had never been to this village or met the person who invited them before. All she knew was that the person was her distant relative, who happened to be the descendant of a Royal family.

The shop looked old and dilapidated. Lucy was pretty much attracted to the mysterious shop and decided to visit the shop next day to see what exactly it was. It was late night. When Lucy stepped out of the car which was sent to receive them at the station, she found the castle very eerie, old…

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