The Black Swan.
“What kind of dance form is this?!”
“How majestically her body swirls like a swan!"
Several awestruck spectators resonated with thunderous applauds.
The spotlight dimmed, as an ambient tone filled the jam-packed auditorium. A scintillating display of body movements left the audience cheering for more.
She obliged with a smile on her face.
As the music faded out, the black swan descended with her walking cane and black shades. She chose not to be escorted.
The beaming smile on her face narrated tales of satisfaction as she bit her lips to prevent tears of anguish flow from her veiled eyes.
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