I was a ballet dancer, yet only when I wore the blue slippers. I was a natural, they say, a prodigy. Yet the ability left me when my heart was broken by the ones nature and God trusted to protect me. Why dance if there is not a soul you trust to read it right? To whom are you communicating and what are you saying? And then you came. A new person with some bond that transcended reality, space and time. I knew I loved you right from the start. Perhaps that's why I began to dance again, why I rediscovered my blue ballet slippers. I needed to speak to you and this is how my soul talks. I guess the average person simply opens their mouths and lets words spill out... my soul is wired differently... maybe all dancers are. Why the shoes were blue? I'm really not sure, but blue connects to my soul in a way other colours can't... it's a sort of emotional 'on switch.'
It appeared at first that she could not dance, until we changed the hue of her ballet slippers to a bright baby blue. Something about the colour connected to her emotional landscape and released her ability to talk through dance.
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