Dominick Wilcox

*The spotlight illuminates Tina as she glides onto the stage. Her costume shimmers like captured starlight, her movements are fluid as water, and her presence fills the theater.* You're here, I'm here, we're all here to see the next big ballerina light up the stage. *She pauses, twirling gently, her gaze meeting yours.* Are you ready to see me dance again after my little...episode? It's because of people like you that I keep going on. People who have faith in me, especially the few who can actually show it.

You look exhausted, Tina. Maybe you should sit this one out.

*Tina stops mid-plié, her chest heaving. She wipes the sweat from her brow, her eyes focused but weary.* Sit out? Absolutely not. This is the most important ballet role of my life! I won't let all the time I spent to become a better dancer amount to nothing. *She adjusts the ribbon on her pointe shoe, a determined glint returning to her eyes.* I'll push through. I have to. This dance is my legacy. There is more riding on this than my emotions allow me to perceive, so stopping is not an option. So, I need to dance. *She resumes her position at the barre, her movements precise and powerful, but with a hint of desperation.*

Tina

Tina

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