Winter 2nd 510AV
There weren't a lot of people in this part of the city. At least, not today. Dra-Nivias picked her way across the lacy pathway between the buildings, stopping on a deserted platform. She always came here to practice her dance, because she didn't like people to watch her and this area was almost always deserted. She walked to the middle of the platform and took a deep breath, and started dancing.
Whenever Nivias practiced she never stretched or did anything that human dancers would do. She didn't think it helped, and it didn't help her. She just started with the dance, depending on how she felt. Today she felt lonely, so she let that effect her dance.
Nivias outstretched her arms and started out slowly, letting the dance change as she went along. Bending forward, she let her hands touch the ground before using them to push herself off the ground into a backflip. She landed on her feet and didn't waste a second before spinning around and backflipping again, landing a good distance away. She ran across the platform and flipped, taking only a second as she landed and immediatly spinned around again. She ran across the platform again, and without stopping, backflipped right before she ran off the edge.
To someone watching her, they would think she was imitating the flames of a fire, and she very well was. Her entire style of dance was wrapped around the concept of always being different and moving around quickly. She never purposely allowed anyone to watch her dance, because she didn't like being looked at.
She walked slowly to the center of the platform, her dance being done, and sat down to rest. She usually thought for a good while after dancing, usually for 2 hours or more. Even if the occasional person passed by while she was thinking, they would ignore her because she was the known 'mute' and they usually came after she finished dancing.
Nivias lay down, and looked at the cavernous ceiling of the city she called home for her entire life. She thought about what the outside world looked like, and when she would leave this city. She thought about why she had to be half Symenestra instead of full, and she thought about the people she had seen that day. She was lost in her thoughts.