You can dance...if you want to

The earth against her face was soft and warm. Vibrations from stomping feet echoed loudly around her. Beyond that sound, a deeper, subdued hum. How slowly the sun sets, disappearing into the horizon like a torch slung over the shoulder of a weary adventurer. Darkness would sneak into the land within the hour. With the sun vanquished, the day was beholden to no one. Night was anyone's to claim. Let them dance was her final thought before her spirit retreated into a formless void. There, she felt and knew nothing except for the vivid sensation of swimming. Endless swimming.