Her partner a weapon as she takes the lead One two step her enemies bleed
Iron heart warriors rage on their face Catches her dance struck by her grace
Arms hands steel all move as one One two step the carrion birds come
Breasts heave with effort thighs splash with red Cross body lead the vultures are fed
Whisk oversway promenade step Reverse pivot swing out lethal rhythm is kept
Music of death cries fade on the wind One two step the lady's dance ends
All the dance references in Battledancer were inspired by my wife and hero, Anna (_Wildfire). Before a tragic accident shattered nearly every bone in her body, and very nearly took her from us, Anna was the most amazing dancer. She was blessed with an incredibly strong and flexible body, that made gymnastics and dance as natural to her as walking is to the rest of us. She was a lead dancer on her dance team when they won 1st place, Grand Champions, at the National Dance Team Championships years ago. She heals a little more everyday. She's the coolest friend a space cadet/dreamer like me could ever hope for. She's a comic book, heroic fantasy novel, gamer babe. And of course, my perfect muse.
The weapons pictured look well planned out...deadly in their simplicity. The boots (are there supposed to be heels?) are just the right length here. The thighs are thicker-looking than I'd expected...but, She's a dancer, right? THAT'S WHY THE THICKNESS ON THE THIGHS!
The poem is in good mieter; rhymes in their proper positions. And, it makes sense.