Katara. One of the people I live with. She called it water dancing. But... Maybe it was...
[He remembers the dance she did that night. It was so beautiful and vivid, that it flowed so clearly through his memory. He closed his eyes, focused, and he began to mimic these graceful dance movements.
He didn't need to open his eyes to know that the water was following his movements in the air above him, as he danced to a music box that was playing in his memory.]
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[He remembers the dance she did that night. It was so beautiful and vivid, that it flowed so clearly through his memory. He closed his eyes, focused, and he began to mimic these graceful dance movements.
He didn't need to open his eyes to know that the water was following his movements in the air above him, as he danced to a music box that was playing in his memory.]