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// Dancers 
// Story: Singular Entities 
// by Cynical 
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The band played a slow tune as the dancers spun and twirled in slow circles and orbits, stepping in time with the slow beat and tune of the music.

Two of the dancers, older than most of the others, made their own way across the floor, independent of the others as they swirled and twisted through the others. But when the singer started, crooning softly into the microphone, the pair stopped, dead centre of the dance floor as the other couples kept their orbits.


I want to live life
Never be cruel


The couple started spinning, clockwise whilst the others rotated widdershins


I want to live life
And be good to you


They span slowly, each of them simply leaning against the other as they turned


I want to fly
And never come down


Both of them wore simple dresses, made for practicality more than style


Live my life
Have friends around


Yet one dress was made to accommodate the wings of the Pegasus within, while the partner rested a slender horn against the other’s back


We never change do we?
No, no


The band’s tune turned eerie as the dance floor acted as one, each partner dipping their other as the music played across the floor, each pair becoming whole as one


We never learn do we?


The pair in the centre brought themselves back together and closer, finishing in their hug once again 


So I want to live
In a wooden house


A pause as the eerie music wafted across the hall, then they started turning again, their directions reversed


I want to live life
Always be true


Again, they settled back into the slow turn as the music flowed past them, the orbits of the dancers back in place


I want to live life
And be good to you


The dim lighting was provided by the stage and a single candle-lit chandelier, high above.


I want to fly
And never come down


It wasn’t much, but it was enough to show the milky-blue and lavender-grey coats of the two ponies dancing below, the sun amongst the planets.


Live my life
Have friends around


No-pony noticed the details though; they were all watching their other partner.


We never change do we?
No, no


Again, the eerie noise echoed throughout the hall. Again the partners dipped.


We never learn do we?


Again the partners lifted and again, the partners hugged.


So I want to live
In a wooden house


Then they stopped, the partners simply rocking from side to side in time with the music


And making more friends
Would be easy


One held out their hoof to the other and the other took it, a smile present on every face


Oh and I don't have a soul to save


As one, half the dancers started spinning, their hooves guided in circles by the rest


Yes, and I sin every single day


They span and span and span, until the centre of the system saw just black and blue, repeated in a blur


We never change, do we?


And as abruptly as it had begun, it stopped.


We never learned to leave.


And the dancers spun and twirled upon the dance floor. 


So, I want to live in a wooden house,
Making more friends would be easy,
I want to live where the sun comes out.