The dancing people swirled in a collage of colors and patterns. The music was light and catchy, toe tapping in fact. People surrounded the dancers, clapping and cheering for them to keep going. Their faces light up with smiles, glints of happiness sparkling in their eyes. Everybody except Xion, though one would never know the difference. Her smile was hollow, her face a mask to hide her pain.
She did not clap nor did she cheer, only a smile too breakable to stay. Every so often it would fade, leaving her face unrecognizable. Her cheeks would hollow out and her eyes would sink in, her skin would pale far more then it was, her hair looses it
