Dance, was her life. that's what she thought of all day long, it was hard for her to stand still even for a moment. on some days she would just go out to some field just to sway with the wind under the stairs.
he would wait all day for her to show up, just to see her dance. he would sit in a tree and wish he could dance with her. but he couldn't, she couldn't see him, no one could.
so he watched her, hovered over her as she slept as her Guardian Angel. longing to talk to her, to let her know she was safe.
she could feel eyes on her, but she could never find them, even though they followed her everywhere. when one day. they were gone. just like that the eyes that showered her with love, that made her feel like someone, were gone.
As she grew up, and made her way in the dancing world, she never forgot those times in the field. those eyes that embraced her. always wondering where they went, who they belonged to and why they left.
she may never know.
