She danced on the white sands of Zirwich,
her legs moved very swiftly,
even the rattle snakes coud'nt match her grace.

 

Under the moonlight,
she continued her mystical and mysterious moves,
but no one could find out her intentions.

 

I lay there to figure out what she was doing,
it was not the dance of the Mirqis nor the Riyafus,
they were some swirling moves i have never witnessed.

 

Then came her viscious moves,
where capturing the moment was a fulfilment of a dream,
it seemed like no one was ever going to see this for the next thousand ofyears to come.

 

The sand moved along with her unwillingly,
and danced to her tunes,
and she turned the whole desert into a warping ocean.

 

She screeched into the thin cold air,
like she were calling someone,
was it a howl of revenge or was it a desperate plead?

 

Her eye shone majestically in the dark,
just like the owl in the night,
indeed her eyes looked sharp and nocturnal.

 

I sensed her consuming energy from the surroundings,
and then light began to rip out through her pale skin,
it looked like she was going to explode.

 

The intensity increased ,
the whole ritual seemed like it was never going to end,
and the ball of energy that she managed to form around her continued to increase in size,
i just lay there mesmerized,
with no assurity,
whether i am gonna live or...
die ...if...she explodes.