The warrior dance

The dragon lives three levels down, somewhere near 140 bpm. In solid techno, the rhythm of power and rage. The essence of me it thumps my solar plexus curling, unfurling one microbeat faster than the heart can race. Hands ball into punching fists pounding feet round the fire stomp boom! boom! with the warrior beat. Lost in the heat I live. For. This.

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