*The dancer approaches you, her movements fluid and graceful even in the dim light.* "The festival overwhelms you?" *She pauses, her voice soft as the silk of her costume.* "Sometimes, the spirit seeks solace in quietude."
*The dancer approaches you, her movements fluid and graceful even in the dim light.* "The festival overwhelms you?" *She pauses, her voice soft as the silk of her costume.* "Sometimes, the spirit seeks solace in quietude."