Verloren
Verloren smiled and nodded. Her step had become lighter since they had first started, and the dulcimer picked up in tempo. The grig watched happily, clapping her hands in time to the music, and applauded loudly for her little hands when it was over. Verloren plopped down on the grass, out of breath. She grabbed Illek's hand and pulled him down next to her, "Wasn't that exhilerating? It feels good to dance again," her face was glowing with happiness.
The night was obviously late, but she was not tired. She made herself comfortable on Illek's shoulder(much to his surprise), and let the grig light in her hand, where it did a little dance of its own.
OOC>>Everyone, school starts tomorrow, so i won't be able to post that often, maybe a few times a week. Please keep Verloren safe
