Serial Micro Fiction – The Dance 2 November 28, 2019 by Elizabeth Drake The ballroom glittered as people danced and chatted. Onyx ignored them all. Or tried too. And her feet ignored her commands as they danced unseen under the length of her ballgown. Balls wouldn’t be so bad, if only there were no other people. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related