The Curtains Rose
Sierra Durbin
Darling dew sparkles beneath the spotlights. She’s blooming before the audience, bursting alive with color. With whimsical flow, she charms admirers, following the rhythm of wind and song. Suddenly, the tempo changes. She sprouts with vivacity and passion, her determination stemming from her awakened spirit and love to put on a show. Caught in a whirl, spinning in a frenzy, the silky skirt spirals and flutters around her body. Red, but morphing to crimson, dull, and darkening her hue, cheeks once flushed, her limbs begin to fall, drooping, she slowly kneels. Losing herself, the animation dies. And still holding on to life, she bows at the end of her final performance.
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