It is like a really good song, that kind of song that raises goosebumps. A song of mystery. She soars to the sound of it. As if she were dancing ballet with the lyrics in the moon. She sees only the infinite dark, studded with shapeless diamonds. It is beautiful. It is marvelous!She cannot quite see the figure who took her on this gravity-less dance. Her eyes are blurred from the enchantment, she is enchanted.
Prince Charming should not be blurry, though. "Why are you blurry?"
He kept on leading her, she was feeling dizzy now. "Can we stop?", she sighed... He spun her faster, and faster. She closed her eyes, terrified. But for only a second, for the feeling of his warm hand holding hers to his chest made the spirals become secondary to her mind...
They had stopped now. No movement, no sound. They were broken apart, daunted by the enormity of their surroundings.
"It is massive", his hard voice echoed.
Those words felt like winter. Her vision was not blurry any longer, yet her sight became clouded. She could not fathom out his thoughts... still, they were so recognizable...
Distress... The dread of going back to where her heart had once stopped living was intoxicating.
She realized she was lying on the floor now. She could see him and the bright little stars. He was fighting his own despair, leaning towards the ground.
"No!", she ran up to him. "No, not this time", she whispered to herself. She stood her hand out to him, his dark eyes gazed at her resolute expression in a mid-wonder manner.
Their eyes met a second later and there was music again.
"Don't let go", he breathed on her neck.
"Don't stop", she replied. Watching the stars spiraling while she placed her ear on his sea-scented shoulder...