It’s time for my latest offering to Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence Fiction, a weekly prompt where there is no word limit, just a limit on the number of sentences. Plus, although she provides a word prompt, it is just for direction only – you don’t have to include the word itself in your contribution.
This week, the prompt is – DANCING.
Do let me know what you think of my offering below – and whilst you’re at it, why not take a look at everyone else’s offerings (I’m sure they’ll be fabulous), and even give it a go yourself…
– The Light Fantastic –
Maeve hummed to herself as Georgie guided her round, completing the reverse turn and feather finish to perfection, their signature move.
The music played on, the lights shone, her dress sparkling and glinting as it swayed around her calves – soft kisses against her skin.
Finally it came to an end, and she prepared her stage smile to acknowledge the applause from enchanted audience.
“We’re just too avant-garde for them, sweetheart,” whispered Georgie, as they marched across the dance floor, heads held high.
Silence followed their departure – 1930s Blackpool was just not ready for the sight of two women dancing together in public, not yet.