The Dance

Like a majestic beast flaunting my skill I danced to the music that played in my head as I flung him to the ice. The tune played over and over, and I repeated each move with a graceful step and a half turn. I brought my blades down, cutting deeper with every teeth clenching stomp that I delivered to his quivering being. I had begged him to leave, though, but he did not for my body was his as his was mine. Only now he was in pieces unlike I.

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