Qt Dance New!: Megan

She closed her eyes.

She didn’t count beats. She followed her breath. A slow tilt of the head — like listening to a secret. A ripple through her shoulders — like shaking off rain. Her fingers unspooled, one by one, as if releasing tiny birds. She stepped sideways, not in a line, but in a curve, her knees soft, her heels barely brushing the floor. At one point, she folded into herself, arms wrapped around her ribs, then unfolded like a flower on fast-forward. megan qt dance

Then the standing ovation began. Not the loudest one of the night. But the longest. She closed her eyes