<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>MorphiAnna on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/morphianna/</link><description>Recent content in MorphiAnna on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/morphianna/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Dolls Live - The Show</title><link>/stories/2008/06/12/dolls-live-the-show/</link><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/06/12/dolls-live-the-show/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Makeup:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had been promised a great part in some show; I was to be right there on the stage in front of the audience. Guess I forgot the exact name of this show in my excitement, but to spend any time in the limelight was a dream come true. Now I was here at the theatre, sitting in the chair looking at the large mirror in front of me, waiting for my makeup so I wouldn’t look like a ghost like and pale to all you viewers. I don’t like to look like a ghost, I’m a very lively girl, and I take great care for my looks too.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>