“Dance with me?”
Gwyndir looked away from the bowls of frosting he was tinting. One light blue, one pink, one purple, one moss, and one navy. “Who will play for us?”
“Do we need music?” Eledu dipped his finger into the purple frosting to taste it. “Wait, solution. I can hum.”
Gwyndir smiled as he wiped his hands on his apron and stepped away from the table. “That would be nice, but you are right. We need no music.” He took the hand that Eledu offered as he stood up.
“No music,” whispered Eledu. “Just the rhythm of your heartbeat.”
Story Notes:
IDoS 2012. Inspired by the song: If My Heart Was a House by Owl City