The Dance

Lights flashed through the air, a full spectrum of colors exploding in the sky. The dancers each stomped in time, the thudding noise creating a beat that thudded in everyone's chest, all of their hearts beating in time. The lights faded and darkness blanketed everything, the humid heat coating their throats. Only the beat remained, their feet thudding in time, the sound in darkness. Two snaking ribbons of colored light suddenly rose from the middle of the dancers. At first, a quiet voice rose from the darkness, the ribbons illuminating a single face. His voice was smooth and velvety, singing in a language lost to time. The dancers thumped in time, energy lighting up the arena. The singer's voice rose louder and louder, the flowing tune exciting their hearts, and the dancers began grabbing onto each other, throwing each other into the air, jumping up and twirling, spinning in the air. The singer vaulted off the stage with a pole of energy. He never missed a beat, running up into the air on platforms of energy. His voice rose and fell, and though the language was foreign everyone could tell it told a wonderful, wonderful story. Energy exploded in the air once more, and the singer and dancers jumped and spun and threw themselves so passionately around one was mesmerized as they watched them fly with boundless energy. Nothing seemed to be able to block or hinder them from moving. They lifted the singer high into the air and sung the last rich note proudly and unhindered, his strong voice echoing through the clearing long after he ended. A single explosion rocked the sky, a rainbow of iridescent energy sprinkling down in little sparks onto the onlookers and everything faded. Pine nearly collapsed off her chair, her eyes wide, the breath gone from her lungs. "...What...what was that?!" She gasped breathlessly after she gained her voice, in awe. Her father kneeled on the floor in front of her, trembling in exhaustion, but also excitement. "That...That is my home."