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... tthew followed Sifs rhythm stiffly, struggling to move his limbs that suddenly didnt belong to him.
They were currently dancing a dance style that was somewhere between tango and the Blues.
His movements were not fast, but there was a sense of rhythm and strength.
Matthew knew nothing about it. He was like a marionette, being led by Sif, who was as agile as an elf, into various poses.
Sif danced happily.
She didnt care about Matthews clumsiness at all. She ...
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