Chapter 21: The Evening Primrose

I made my way towards the hall for the traditional dance. I could feel the vibrations from the drums pounding. The words of the songs floating above the drum beats praising the moon goddess and begging her for a love match mate.

“What house?” A bored dance coordinator asked at the stage door.

“Alpha Osiris.” I said with a flat tone.

The coordinator handed me two silver bell anklets The bells are worn to add to the drum rhythm as you dance. “Turn around so that I can pin this number to your back.”

“Be careful of my gown please, it’s to be judged at the feast this evening.”

“You will dance to the Full Moon dance in group three.”

It has been so long since I danced to this song. The drum beats steadily build to a crescendo and the singers declare devotion to the moon goddess. Your hands and arms telling a story as you spin and stomp to emphasize the beat. We make our way to the hall to perform for the gathered crowd.

The crowd is mainly the aristocracy gathered at tables drinking win