Valley of Gold [m] I need not one thing more

There were only a few dances taught in The Gilded Sea. This in particular was more than a dance, more than a call to the skies. In truth it wasn't meant to be taught this way. The close bond between dancers in The Gilded Sea had been necessity; a strong connection meant a louder call to Mother Rain when they danced as one. There was no reason for Dusty Rose to dance with her now but desire — and Reverie couldn't help but take some joy in that small rebellion.

But that wasn't why she wanted to teach him.

You have to dance with me, She breathed into his ear. You learn as you go - and make up the rest.

This dance was more like a binding, a baring of souls; it demanded everything of the dancers. It demanded, above all else, honesty. There was no hiding the self in this, no hiding the way she was a flame always burning and burning out and lighting herself anew, nor the way she clung to him for kindling.