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Dancer of the Clearing
the fire that she danced about suffused the air with the thick, enduring scent of burning wood; that decadent fragrance. her hips switched and shifted - just like an ocean’s tide waving up and down her figure. her movements matched perfectly the deep-toned rhythm of the bass-drums surrounding. above her head, her hands swayed gracefully, almost as if they commanded this fire-lit symphony with their own free will in a seductively fluid sequence of motions. adorning her neck was a milky white snake and its ever-curious tongue; coiled in perfect contrast with the deep hues of golden bronze that outlined her shining figure. her heavenly gaze held just as much energy and life as nature aflame - regrettably, i never had the pleasure of meeting those shimmering blue pearls of her eyes before thunder struck its own mighty drum, shaking the very fabric of nature. the clouds of jealousy rained down upon the clearing and each spiteful drop stung upon impact. as a chilling breeze swept me up and set me on my way, the last thing i saw before darkness enveloped and drums ceased to beat was the woman of the clearing dancing steadily to her own heart while lost in shadows of the dying embers.
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