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Vagabond Knights: Spanish Lands.
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Tatyana's far away gaze melted away as Yalene mentioned dancing.
"There is nothing I love more in the world. Come, let us show them how to do it correctly." she smiled and jumped to her feet.
Many a night she had made her bed around a campfire after a long evening of dancing for coins. Her gypsy blood always surged at the trilling of the guitars and the songs that aways followed.
As much as she hated crowds, hated the looks she always got from other people, she lost herself in the moment and just became a dancer again. Not a gypsy, not a lost soul on the edge of damnation, not a troubled heart on the run from darkness...she simply let her thoughts melt away and allowed her body to move to the beat of the music.
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