Oh all I ever wanted was
a life in your shape
Sam had never been graceful. Nimble, perhaps; quick at getting away when he needed to and good at dodging, but not graceful. His movements had always been sudden, jerky, nervous; he moved like someone always on edge, who believed he was being watched not for the beauty of his movements but for some unknowable crime he would be caught for.
He'd always admired those who could move their bodies in a way that looked smooth and natural, confidence running off their limbs and into the air around them, utterly unafraid to take up space. The carnival, wherever it had come from, had brought with it a dance troupe. They wore bright and skin-hugging costumes, spun and lifted themselves among each other and tossed about ribbons and cloths of different lengths and colours, the fluid waves of the fabric mirroring and extending the dancers.
A song finished, the band winding down their jaunty tune; Sam clapped enthusiastically along with the crowd around the dancers. Before the notes of the next song began, the lead dancer stepped to the front of the staging area and spoke: "For our next dance, we would love it if you could dance with us! Find a partner in the audience and move with the music!"
Immediately, Sam's face changed to panic as he glanced about, hoping to meet someone's eye and see that they wouldn't mind his two left feet. "Um..." Maybe, if he couldn't find someone in time, he could quickly nip out of the crowd.
He'd always admired those who could move their bodies in a way that looked smooth and natural, confidence running off their limbs and into the air around them, utterly unafraid to take up space. The carnival, wherever it had come from, had brought with it a dance troupe. They wore bright and skin-hugging costumes, spun and lifted themselves among each other and tossed about ribbons and cloths of different lengths and colours, the fluid waves of the fabric mirroring and extending the dancers.
A song finished, the band winding down their jaunty tune; Sam clapped enthusiastically along with the crowd around the dancers. Before the notes of the next song began, the lead dancer stepped to the front of the staging area and spoke: "For our next dance, we would love it if you could dance with us! Find a partner in the audience and move with the music!"
Immediately, Sam's face changed to panic as he glanced about, hoping to meet someone's eye and see that they wouldn't mind his two left feet. "Um..." Maybe, if he couldn't find someone in time, he could quickly nip out of the crowd.
Keep my eyes on the road
As I ache
SAMUEL
Base Code by Sky!
