Vermillion Waltz.

The blades of their dance,

Clashed against the other,

As embers sparked from their eyes,

And they circled the ring,

Brilliant robes swishing in different directions

As the beat of the drums drowned out their footsteps,

Clicking their heels in tandem with the sound,

A fiery feud of ideals,

Of faiths,

Of destiny,

Bathing the room in the blinding flames

Of fighting spirit,

They danced with pride,

Until the outside sky that watched, enraptured by their world

Mirrored the hot crimson blood

That gushed through their veins,

As they spun to the rhythm;

Spun, and

Spun,

And spun.

- ladybell (sorry for my increased inactivity..with September comes the return to daily responsibility..thank you for your support :))