So she dove deeper
Kicking her right leg forward with pointed toes and felxed calf muscles, the darked haired girl pivoted in a revolving whirl of sharp precision and accurate grace.
She wanted this as badly as she wanted to breathe.
The entirty of her being began advancing in movement with purpouseful clarity and absolute control.
With each poised stride she took, it became crippeling obvious just how demanding and rigorusly punishing the practice of his sequence had been on her body.