"Spanish Dance" By Gabrielle Li

Duet Competition. I flashed a nervous smile and Maggie returned it. Our eyes shined with infinite excitement and courage. The crowd’s thunderous applause engulfed us like a thousand; cheering and calling. Then they stopped, leaning forward eagerly; hungry for music. Reassurance and encouragement seeped in me, radiating an everlasting hope, glowing gently. 123. 123. A tranquil, mellow tune seeped from the piano. We were in Spain. Ladies dance, wearing ruffle dresses and crimson red roses. Tinkle of trills scatter and melodies rang everywhere. Like a gust of wind, it was all gone, and we were in the world of fantasy.
Free. Our fingers skitter up and down the keys. The song erupts and powerful chords and melodies pricked with staccatos bursts. The song is in rage. Everyone dances and laughs with joy/a joy that cannot be explained, but only embraced. The sky cried tears of happiness and the sun radiated its miraculous light. It was paradise. Suddenly, my fingers sank into the lowest key. Mysteriously, the sound wavers. We play with passion, melancholy, and holler. We’re free. Free of practice, free of stress, free of everything. We soar in world of music, as we stir a beautiful dance. The last skitter of notes fades and the piano sings the last gentle note.