Dancing in the flames

Prologue

The lights dimmed the music started playing and I watched the figure in the spotlight. He was playing Don Juan and was every bit as confident as his character.

Waiting in the wings watching him dance was breath taking. Every movement a model of perfection, every line graceful and extended, every glance had a darker meaning. Too soon the music ended.

The moment he finished dancing he looked straight at me and I knew I had lost I didn't need to see the reviews, I didn't need to ask anyone.

I had danced in the flames and got burnt, helplessley burnt now I just had to wait to be set on fire.