Faelán took a deep breath in. It was almost time for him to take the stage. He had spent months preparing his dance routine, training his hardest with his practice silks and his form. Aerial silk is one of the many forms of dance that Faelan loved to perform. He usually performs with a safety net underneath, in case he missed grabbing a silk or he slipped, but today he dares to try without the comfort of the safety net being underneath. He has confidence that his skills would not let ...

Enma treaded carefully into the old, ruined forest, with trees so dark, even the moonlight had trouble breaking though. Almost scuffing out the blue-white glow in Enma's legs "I should have brought a stronger flashlight...I can hardly see a thing." The gleam muttered, disliking having to rely on their own personal glow to see, the small flashlight in their hand not producing enough light to see the a path ahead. "Go back where you came from." A whisper echoed in the eerily quiet...