She loved watching them on stage. The way they moved, free, as though they were flung from reality. It seemed so effortless, like they could dance in their sleep. She loved the way they looked right before they got on stage. Their eyes focusing on the spot they were to occupy, hands and feet ready to launch with a beautiful ease. Once they were there, they were before hundreds of people, yet they seemed to be in a world of their own. Their face changed and so did their body. Nothing but that moment existed. There was no past or future, just a present too great to be true. They spoke without words, singing the song with their movements. They exuded confidence and grace. They were wild and disciplined, calm and crazy, loud and soft all at the same time. In that moment, they were everything anyone had ever known.