I rode without a saddle, feeling free and easy with silvery moonbeams spinning about my face. Darkness gathered behind me, erasing proof of my midnight trespasses, and like a meadow tap dance, only the subtle sound of clopping hooves testified I was there. I closed my eyes, bidding the wind to romance me with chilly kisses. The Veil of Azure Sequins is a tragically beautiful story of deception and intriguea chilling look into the broken mind that is both fragile and resilient.