11-03-2008, 06:50 AM
Daisy breathed heavier as she spun and spun around. Her feet made patterns in the dusty road as she danced and the small bunch of onlookers, mostly older men she noticed, cheered as she twirled. She came to the climax of her dance and began to spin like a top. Faster she went, faster and faster, until she was nothing more than a blur of colour.
The men gasped, they always did, as dust flew up around the girl and her bells chimed excitedly.
Finally, she began to slow, her pulse racing and then she came to a graceful halt. The small crowd clapped, and all of them were wearing impressed smiles. However, few of them could spare a coin for a dancing girl, and Daisy's little money box was looking distinctly empty. A couple of coins were throw in, and the people began to move away.
'Tch, tight crowd.' The girl muttered to herself, picking up her box, flipping down the lid and placing it carefully into the pouch on her bell-adorned belt.
'I wonder if i made enough for a drink? There's nothing to do on nights like these but get smashed...' With that, she began to wander into the night, sighing heavily.
The men gasped, they always did, as dust flew up around the girl and her bells chimed excitedly.
Finally, she began to slow, her pulse racing and then she came to a graceful halt. The small crowd clapped, and all of them were wearing impressed smiles. However, few of them could spare a coin for a dancing girl, and Daisy's little money box was looking distinctly empty. A couple of coins were throw in, and the people began to move away.
'Tch, tight crowd.' The girl muttered to herself, picking up her box, flipping down the lid and placing it carefully into the pouch on her bell-adorned belt.
'I wonder if i made enough for a drink? There's nothing to do on nights like these but get smashed...' With that, she began to wander into the night, sighing heavily.