Copyright 2012 by Cheryl Lee
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Inspired from Storywriters of That Era
Introduction to a talented child dancer-Annie
The music studio was filled with the classics, Tchaikovsky, Mozart, Beethoven, Bach, and the like. The statues were scattered about, busts on white marble pedestals, ormolu desks held tiny figurines of the artists, a painting of Beethoven hung above the far unlit fireplace made of pink and white marble, an easel held an ornate gold applied carved frame of Mozart when he was just a boy prodigy, and a tall mahogany cheval mirror etched with Bach’s image engraved on it. The room resembled those found at Versailles with its numerous mirrors encased with intricate white and pink filigree plastered walls.
The petite dancer spun around the highly polished Oak floor. The serious musician who sat at the black lacquered grand piano now played on as the dancer’s auburn locks moved gracefully through the air. The white tights and bilious skirt flowed effortlessly about her tiny form as she danced the precise steps for Madam Petrov. The form matched the tiny mechanical figurine sitting on the mantle. Her young face showed deep concentration despite her age-six, her complexion was as flawless as porcelain.