The Drummers and the Dancers

[voxwoman]

Drumming. I had been drumming for hours. Hands beating out the rhythm on a goatskin stretched over a shapely ceramic tube. Others drummed with me: some in unison, some in counterpoint, and others in a counterpoint to the counterpoint. Still more hammered out a basic rhythm. I felt the energy of the group flow through me; became focused in me. I

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[kyrasantae]

Mmmm....now that's my kind of prose :D