Her glowing hazel eyes flutter closed as she confidently takes in a deep breath. Sydney allows the gentle melody of the music to engulf her; like a puppeteer taking control of her actions. Everything in the world around her blurs out of focus, only one thing occupies her mind. Graceful feet guide her across the floor and her movements seem to paint a picture. Bounding. Spinning. Tumbling. She carries through elegantly as if she were floating. Her muscles groan in protest but she dances flawlessly. Immersing herself thoroughly in the routine, her spirit is lifted. Insecurities, troubles, the stress of everyday life wash from her. Naturally, the music nears its end and Sydney obediently follows. Radiating elation, it is clear that dancing is her solitude, her saviour, and her passion.
Her glowing hazel eyes flutter closed as she confidently takes in a deep breath. Sydney allows the gentle melody of the music to engulf her; like a puppeteer taking control of her actions. Everything in the world around her blurs out of focus, only one thing occupies her mind. Graceful feet guide her across the floor and her movements seem to paint a picture. Bounding. Spinning. Tumbling. She carries through elegantly as if she were floating. Her muscles groan in protest but she dances flawlessly. Immersing herself thoroughly in the routine, her spirit is lifted. Insecurities, troubles, the stress of everyday life wash from her. Naturally, the music nears its end and Sydney obediently follows. Radiating elation, it is clear that dancing is her solitude, her saviour, and her passion.