Taliana briefly wondered how many mysterious people there were to chase tonight, before realizing what a thoroughly ridiculous question that was. Back in the familiar hallway of her own home she attended to a few tangled threads bunched near the door. No doubt she would be seeing more of the Author and her characters; her mother had warned her about writers worlda. Taliana knew she’d have to keep an eye on the threads around that one. Now, her own phantom…. There was no sign of the green cloaked man, but she was fairly convinced that she could pick out the thread he was adding to the pattern. His thread (deep green, appropriately enough) led now to a door elaborately carved with religious symbols. Opening the door Taliana stepped into a room full of familiar music and people talking about the very topic of masks.
“Every day is Halloween. Putting on our masks is a regular part of our morning ritual, just like brushing our teeth and eating breakfast. The masquerade, however, is anything but festive. Underneath the masks are people who are terrified that there will be an unveiling.”
Dr. Edward Welch, When People Are Big and God Is Small
Masquerading Through Life
Whether or not you choose to don a mask on Halloween night, you most likely put on an invisible mask the moment you woke up this morning, or perhaps the instant you stepped into the office. Didn’t we all? Sadly, this is part of the human experience… putting on a false face and hiding from the world.
Few stories capture this phenomenon as well as Andrew Lloyd Webber’s Phantom of the Opera, which explores the many masks we choose to wear. Take these lyrics, from the number entitled…
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