His miscues ache, body shaking with fatigue.
But it isn't battlefield fatigue.
No, it's something far more rewarding,
More beautiful.
It's something he's been long waiting to experience.
Dance.
The music flows through his body as he just moves, letting his worries fade into the background.
The thoughts of the war, protecting his brother, his friends, all fade away as he moves to the rhythm of the music.

If only for a little bit.

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