50 Word Stories: Shadow Dancing

She skipped and frolicked like a firefly at night, the full moon making quicksilver of her waist-length hair. Elfin, I marvelled as she pirouetted and sang unable to tear my eyes off her. One step closer; a twig crunched, like moonlight in day, she vanished, dancing shadows her legacy.

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