Rose

Rose entered the pulsating club, a vibrant splash of red against the dark. The bass vibrated through her, and she moved to the beat, a single, elegant figure lost and found in the flashing lights. Her steps were sharp, then fluid, like petals unfurling in the heat. For three minutes, she was pure motion, forgetting everything outside the music. Then, as the song faded, Rose took a deep breath, smiled a small, secret smile, and melted back into the crowd.