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Trancefire
Mystic dancer in the firelight, spinning, swirling as her soul takes flight, chasing spirits on an astral plane and catching them to call by name. Perspiration beads on her skin, arms spread like wings of her peregrine, bracelets jingle and scatter light and she dances late into the night. Drummers beat out a strong tattoo, her tempo quickens, her heartbeat too, as visions spiral around her head conjuring spirits of dancing dead. She slips the veil without a glance, and shadow-selves begin their dance. Her falcons carve the moonlit air— and now she's flying, wild and bare. The fire sends embers up like stars, she soars past Mercury and Mars, hearing old songs in tongues once known, and bringing back silence, but not alone. She settles to Earth in the deepening night as the fire burns low, no longer bright. A blink, a smile, and her trance subsides as prophecies in her eyes abide.
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