Monique went down to the fortress moat. She felt the sand under her bare feet and felt the freshness of the sea that broke with large waves on the other side of the wall. In the light of a torch she began a dance that included energetic movements and she felt free, down there where no one looks at her, nor can anyone judge her. She knows that she has time to flee if any threat arises, she has time to escape through the drain towards the sea that is on one side of the moat. But meanwhile, she dances, shakes the sand with her hands and throws it into the air. She dances while waiting for her friends, tonight together they will do something memorable for their lives.
Monique bajó al foso de la fortaleza. Sintió la arena bajo sus pies descalzos y sintió la frescura del mar que rompía con grandes olas del otro lado del muro. A la luz de una antorcha comenzó un baile que llevaba movimientos enérgicos y se sintió libre, allí abajo donde nadie la mira, ni nadie la puede juzgar. Ella sabe que tiene tiempo de huir si se presentara alguna amenaza, le da tiempo a escapar por el desagüe hacia el mar que está a un costado del foso. Pero mientras tanto, ella baila, sacude la arena con sus manos y la lanza al aire. Baila mientras espera a sus amistades, esta noche juntas harán algo memorable para sus vidas.
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