A/N: Four more done, ninety-four to go... I'm seeing Wicked tomorrow night (yay!!) so hopefully that'll give me plenty more inspiration.
Music
A dance is only as good as its music; Galinda had always accepted that as an unquestionable fact. What was the point in dancing, if the music was horrendible to listen to? The thought of dancing with no music at all had never crossed her mind, who would do such a thing?
Yet that was what she found herself doing, moving in silent synchronization. It was a duet, with the melody in their movements, and for the first time they were in the same key. It wasn't a lack of music, Galinda realized, it was just in a different form.