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A Spiral Dance

Shai PeriHawk

I dance.

Limbs twist in and out, moulding and shaping time and space around me. Shifting and twisting events to the way He demands.

I dance for him.

Six arms to change and shift. Metal and flesh combine space and time.

I dance for my master.

I have no will, no power over my body. Everything I do is for Him. Even as I spin in the Dances of Change, He pulls my strings to bend me to His will.

I dance for the Master.

His fat, putrid form sickens me, yet He is the only one that matters. In the deepest parts of my mind, I remember another woman. Her name was Rita. She was not a slave.

Spiral dances for her Master.

I am a slave. I dance now. I am His dancer.

I am Spiral, slave-dancer to Mojo.

End.