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Post for Rasputina
Rasputina wasn't relieved - though, she should had been. She could just see herself, tromping down these poor people! Suppositely elves were to be 'graceful'... Rasputina couldn't help but to crack a smile at this. What a joke!
Rasputina got herself ready as the band began a song which was enigmatic in a way, pulling at the dancer's ears as well as their motions. She walked over to the dance area and began to spin slowly at first, to the melody. Soon, she found herself back with her old passion - the dance of the wild elve! Twisting this way and that, she was wild but, also warry of those around her as to not trample them in the process. She seemed to be almost blind to everyone else and oddly - she didn't care at all. Small strides, circles and square crosses, she moved about as if pushed by the notes dancing in the air. She had never been this happy and bursting with joy in such a long time. How could she had forgotten this?
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