I felt like I am walking in cloud nine. My feet touched a fluffy surface as I sway my body through the music, it was unrecognizable, but I couldn't stop my body to dance in such a graceful way.
I cannot see, maybe it is caused by the blindfold that I have in my eyes; I am aware. I twirl and raise my foot as I extend my hand in the air pointing to nowhere.
I jump and twirl.
The soft surface began to feel mussy , the texture is far thick to be water; I stopped dancing. I carefully untie my blindfold, the way it is knot is hard to untangle.
Almost there.
I smiled.
The water start to raise up to my ankle; I start to panic.
Out of nowhere, someone grab my left hand, it was cold.
We started dancing. This person is tall, I can assure that, because I keep on tip toing to keep my height like him. We sway and twirl in union.
My small fingers slip into this person like I am a lover of him. His warm is undeniably intoxicating – my words start to betray my own body.
I start to feel tiredness.
I try to look at him - knowing that I have blindfold in my eyes. Determine, this person can see through me.
"Can you untangle me from this misery I am in?" I whisper as I unclasp my hand to his, moving it to his chest. It was comforting.
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Dancing With The Devil
Historical FictionLet us turn back the time around, 18XX. Where the Queen of land Granderia rule above all. They're stood as her loyal guard dogs, who vowed their lives for the sake of the country. The Faustus family. A loyal servant of the queen. In this story only...