The sound of the drums was heard across the entire village. It was the moonlight dance and I was more than excited to show off my beautiful dancing steps. Enow, who was the most handsome young man in the village was going to be present. My heartbeat skipped each time I even thought he would dance with me.
When I arrived at the dancing piste, I was welcomed by the sound of beating drums. The youths were smeared in sweat. It made my heart throb the most. My eyes feasted themselves on the vibrant footsteps which made the Earth tremble.
The drummers changing the beat to allow a competitive atmosphere, there was a challenge for the girls to see the best dancer. The reward was that the winner was to have a chance to dance with Enow. I was psychologically promising success for myself as I was interested in the reward.
Ma-Arrah came in first and danced like a true daughter of the Manyu people. We raved her by clapping and screaming her name. Five other maids rolled their flexible waists while circularly moving their shoulders. It was fun and I went next. I was termed the best dancer for the night and I was so happy. I celebrated my success as the dancing arena was crowded once more.
Then Enow walking towards me invited me to shake my sweaty body with him. Sweat dripping down my face, I happily danced hitting my legs and throwing my hands up.
What a wonderful reward I had secured for myself.

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