[quote=@Xhala]
Choro froze in her tracks. Was that music she was hearing? Following the foreign sound she soon came to a bench and a young man. Seemingly he was the one creating the music . . . and an image of some sort. Feeling the blood rush faster through her veins the dark haired woman let her bag fall to the ground next to the musician as the rhythm took over control of her body. Throwing her arms up and her head back she let the bass ripple through her body, move her hips and shoulders, making her sway until she felt in synch with all of it. Moving to the bass she let her chest circle, throwing herself upward, backward . . . falling, a smile on her lips she extended a hand to catch herself and land on her feet. Using the momentum she spun, kicking off the ground in a pirouette, dancing to her hearts extent until the music stopped and she stood there, breathing heavily, looking into the sky, a childish smile on her darkened lips.
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The Bard saw the woman come up and start dancing to the beat of his song. His smile grew larger and he thought he should play a new song as the first one started dying down. He cracked his knuckles and snapped again to change the song to his liking. The breeze flew though the park and a sweet smell came with it. As the new [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DSHW_iLXTac]Song[/url] started, The old image faded and sand swirled to create a man of sand, and the Sand Man offered his hand to the Dancing Lady.

"Shall we?" The Bard said, his voice seeming to blend with the song.