I was very surprised and delighted that Rochelle had chosen one of my photographs for the prompt this week. It was taken at the end of a fiesta in Valldemossa, a lovely little town in Majorca where we spent a very enjoyable day.
It is so good to see the number of writers taking part in Friday Fictioneers increasing week on week, justification, if any were needed, for Rochelle to continue her sterling work.
Word Count: 100
A Very Private Dancer
The dancer moves across wooden boards that shiver beneath his feet. A five-year old boy watches, marrying the dance with the music in his heart.
The crowd holds its breath then finally erupts with cheers and applause.
‘Cristobal, Cristobal,’ their chants escape through the fluttering banners, rising up into the warm night.
Alone in the shadows, the boy makes up his own steps. Stamping and twirling in his own time, imitating the uncle he adores; determination etched upon his serious face.
All too soon the world will learn of his exceptional talent.
For now though, his world is enough.
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This story was inspired by the amazing talent of Joaquin Cortes, a classically trained ballet and flamenco dancer. He was born in Cordoba and moved to Madrid where he attended ballet school. His uncle was a well known flamenco dancer.