The Dance

Fellow-blogger, AFrankAngle, usually publishes organized, well-researched posts.  Some time ago, he made a brief foray into writing fiction.  Being, among other things, a ballroom dancer, he wrote a short piece about a perhaps-reluctant couple engaging in an Arnold Schwarzenegger, True Lies-type Tango.

Another blogger picked it up, and modified it.  He changed plain text to fancy script, formatted it like blank verse, photo-shopped it onto pictures of pretty shells, and returned to Frank a piece of art worthy of framing.  Click here if you’d like a look.

Impressed with the reactions to his repost, Frank has decided to use it once again.  After the line, “The music ends.” he removed his final two lines, and has put it up for download, with the challenge to anyone interested, to write an alternative ending in 75 words or less.  Below is my version.  Click on his blog name above, to read more, or to try yourself.


The music starts – its tempo and rhythms define the dance. He approaches her table, and extends an inviting hand. She accepts. They take to the floor. He offers a hand and a frame. Again, she accepts, but looks away while in hold as if to say, “I’ll dance – but I’m not interested.”

They move to the music’s sharp, fiery rhythms that are intertwined with sensuality. Their eyes continue gazing in opposite directions to avoid a visual connection – yet, their bodies touch.

They dance – they move – sometimes slow – sometimes fast – but always sharp and to rhythm.

He rolls her out – they flick in unison. He tugs to rolls her back into his arms. She shrugs him off by returning to hold with her head turned away. Their steps continue.

He steps back – a lunge – a corté. She steps forward and raises her leg against his, and slowly moves it downward as a caress. He notices – she’s got his attention. As he returns her to upright, their eyes connect through a glimpse – yet each looks away.

The pace seeming hastens. The musical beat remains steady. Their moves remain sharp. Their eyes are starting to communicate to the other through glances.

She leans her body into him and her head is no longer facing away. They lock their eyes for the first time, and her eyes and face speak to him when. She places her head on his chest.

The normally sharp fans are now slow and smooth – yet still to the music’s rhythm. As she turns, his right hand slides naturally along her sleek frame. He notices the curvature of her hips. His head is not as high as he looks toward her with hopes of connecting again.

To him, her face displays desire. Her eyes are closed, but only she knows why. They are now in another place. To him, they are in the midst of passion. To her, she is the seductress who has succumbed to his fantasy.

He responds to the music’s fire with 8 fast steps down the floor. He rolls out as before, but on her return, she is close – and her right hand slowly caresses his face. The music ends.

She raises her goddess face to his.  Her limpid brown eyes catch and hold his.  He stares into an eternity of joy.  Slowly, her carmine, rosebud mouth opens, and….


Frank??  Frank?!!

Wake up!  You’re dreaming.

Turn that alarm off!  It’s time to get up and go to work.    😳


26 thoughts on “The Dance

  1. Hilarious, Archon. 😀


  2. Archon's Den says:

    Oh, what a gagster I am. 😆


  3. aFrankAngle says:

    LMAO … That’s awesome! How can I not love this one! Many thanks for participating and I invite your readers to stop by for other endings.


    • Archon's Den says:

      I have to give credit to the wife for the inspiration, but I’ve had several of these lately. Just drive the shovel into the ground to dig up the fortune in gold – start to climb into the race car for a few free laps – the well-assembled young lady decides she’s interested in older men, and….What doctor’s appointment? 😛


  4. Trent Lewin says:

    Okay now that is flippin great – and hilarious. Argh, why didn’t I think of this????


  5. Dale says:

    Ha ha! LOVE this! Yeah… dang… why didn’t I think of this!!!


  6. BrainRants says:

    Hmm. “The music ends, cut short by the rapacious aliens of Xyklon 2 who rubble the Earth and begin to convert it into warships for their further conquests.”

    Liked by 2 people

  7. LOL … totally hilarious. Well done !!! 😄


  8. Archon's Den says:

    It was fun. Frank solicited an entry from me because he knew I’d find a skewed viewpoint. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  9. brainsnorts says:

    doncha hate when that happens? poor guy. well done.


    • Archon's Den says:

      But do you really mean that, or do you just not want to criticize? 😉

      I hadn’t noticed the ‘quick publish’ with the Friday Fictioneers, but I do notice that many of the ‘stories’ have little or no relation to the photo, and many are not complete, but rather, a couple of paragraphs from a chapter of a book that we haven’t read. 😦


      • brainsnorts says:

        yeah, that’s what i mean. you’re just reading what someone wanted you to read and not anything “inspired” by the image. then, in addition to the 100 words, there’s another 100 of an explanation that connects what they’ve written to the image. but that defeats the 100 words because now it’s really 200 or more. oh well. stepping down from soapbox.


  10. Nurse Kelly says:

    Hilarious – and really good before the hilarious part! Loved this!


    • Archon's Den says:

      I can only hope you’re referring to the paragraph below ‘the music ends’. Everything above that I have to credit to Frank.
      I was merely trying to match the tone of his prose, based on what little I’ve seen of the wife’s historical romance books.
      Thanx for reading. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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