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The Dancer II

Volume 2

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The Dancer II

Auteur(s): Dale Stubbart
Narrateur(s): Jordan Scherer
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The Dancer II continues the story from The Dancer. This story is told from Jamil the artist's point of view.

Jamil has given up his spiritual practices. He barely recovered from the fire he caused the last time he tried them while practicing his art. That painting had made him wealthy. He still painted some from time to time, and the studios still sold his paintings. But they were not quite as good. The studios had declared him dead when he reached 100, so they and he could get more for his paintings. Now at 150, he's bored, even more bored than he was at 100.

Then Jamil becomes disoriented, and somehow he ends up on a dance stage. Jamil found himself walking off the stage, in his elation. He couldn't stop himself, and it was a long way down.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something spinning toward him. It was spinning very fast, like a tornado, but with much more grace. He found himself knocked to the floor by that spinning something - knocked to the floor of the stage, and not to the floor very far below the stage. For that he was grateful, so he just lay where he was, waiting for this mystery to unfold.

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