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100_roadtrips, challenge #9: Reincarnation.
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karose, because I got the idea from the adult ballet class. *G*
Title: Art
Author: rune
Words: 100
Summary: Sometimes it’s just the lighting.
Why he’d been given this goddamn assignment, he had no idea. Of all the stupid -- ballet. He snorted and adjusted the lens on his camera. Brushing blonde hair out of his eyes he raised the camera and focused. Didn’t matter where on the stage, all the dancers looked the same to him.
But, in the back, a man leapt, long and graceful, arms extended before him, and -- it must have been trick from the lights, bright and gaudy colours -- for the instant he hung in the air, it looked as though he held in his hands, a ball of light.
100_roadtrips, challenge #9: Reincarnation.Dedicated to
karose, because I got the idea from the adult ballet class. *G*Title: Art
Author: rune
Words: 100
Summary: Sometimes it’s just the lighting.
Why he’d been given this goddamn assignment, he had no idea. Of all the stupid -- ballet. He snorted and adjusted the lens on his camera. Brushing blonde hair out of his eyes he raised the camera and focused. Didn’t matter where on the stage, all the dancers looked the same to him.
But, in the back, a man leapt, long and graceful, arms extended before him, and -- it must have been trick from the lights, bright and gaudy colours -- for the instant he hung in the air, it looked as though he held in his hands, a ball of light.