Two Eyes Cenote [ap] A wallflower, mind the thorns

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“Never?” She repeats in question, though his reservation spoke for him and the confession by no means surprises her. What does, however, is his willingness to try. So stone-faced was her companion that she had assumed he’d rather gather rocks than step into the crowd. He was kind enough to oblige her, and Eset, who’s doubt of his general behavior, found herself warming.

She takes his given hand and guides him out onto the floor, passing through throngs of beautiful couples, joining and unjoining in one long circular gambol. This was a desert round dance, and the fellahin knew the choreography well. Every step was in keeping with the lyrical pulse, every dip and every turn in precise coordination with one’s partner.  It was the type of repetitive minuet one engaged in for the sake of gentility; all together as monotonous as a day’s labor could be. She glances up into the man’s tawny complexion, pulled taut by an obvious discomfort. It would not be particularly difficult to teach him this dance- neither would it be of any particular joy.

Eset drops her hand and begins to rock her hips, not in keeping with any rhythm. When the other couples circle around, she spins herself recklessly. When they pass, she prances in place. When they slow into synchronized dips, the fellahin raises her dark limbs languidly and sways like a flame…

In the next, she curvets! Erratically, smoothly- abrupt, wild! Through every vein her blood burns hotly, licking down her limbs, and lifting her resolutely as she leaps. The surge of radiance grows stronger, her's is a dance of anger and wrath and half-forgotten hungers expressing in feral undulations. The coywolf knows she looks absurd- mad! But it's such a lovely madness.

She reaches for her partner boldly, dropping her head back with bouts of fierce laughter. “Come on, there are no rules to this dance!” She urges breathlessly following the motion of his eyes, “do the first thing that comes to mind!”

He could be certain- he’d have no chance at being a bigger fool than she.