Do you keep all your old masks?
A smile came to Will's face, reflective. Behind his mask, he glanced to the floor.
"No," he answered, that strained smile not leaving his face, "I don't. I haven't, anyway. Some of those things had pretty terrible memories associated with them, if I'm to be honest."
Will sighed, running a hand through his violet hair. "Do I regret the choice to get rid of them? I don't think so. I grew up with little to be attached to anyway. For me they were just another part of my life meant to be shed to make way for more comfortable things."












