Masquerade

Lady Skye created a masquerade ball of mystery and intrigue intermingled with an air of seduction and sophistication.  As Countess Irish played the music, we all peeked from our masks to marvel and wonder at each other's gowns.  The men were equally handsome and in rare form.  Were we lightheaded from the altitude or intoxicated with drink? Was it the atmosphere of merriment? I can hardly recall what all happened but cannot help but smile a wicked little smile as I reminisce about this night.