The Best.
light of the TV is the only thing illuminating the small room, filling all the strange shadows and sharpening his features even more. Has the maximum volume, and the third act of the Symphonie Fantastique blaring, along with the voices of the speakers praised his grace, subtlety, complexity of their movements. Praising it.
The music reaches its climax, and she bites the pillow hard and stifles a groan. That is the worst movement. Extremely difficult. Looks almost in slow motion as she throws a beautiful ribbonred into the air and spun several times on itself. Watch your feet on tiptoe, like muscles and like two crescents. The left hand is stretched open, waiting for the stylus on the tape. Bite hard on the cushion. The stylus falls perfectly in his hands and a matter of seconds when she is upright again, turning in the ball of your foot, making waves with ribbon around them. His eyes open, pale hatred. Caught. Stylet caught in flight. The routine continues, with the same speed and elegance in his mind before, but only the scene is repeated a thousand times. The stylus falls. Rectum. The open hand. Closes. Perfect performance. The medal secured. Regains consciousness when the judges scores are announced. CHTM LXC
And a cry began to develop from the center of his chest, and go like the tide in her throat. It is a gasp, and under that when it comes to his lips is desperate and hysterical. Chilla. Kicking. Kicks hard at the plate full of fried food was in front of his feet and explodes against the wall ceramics in a crash. He gets up and starts limping catch hits the wall, screaming and cursing. Kicks with the right foot, but falls to the ground groaning in pain. Looks. Is bandaged and more bloated. A landing wrong. The ankle fracture. Six months of disability. Unable to go to the Olympics. And she goes into place.
to make yourfront, resulting in turn in the bar. When you stumble down a bit and his body shakes slightly. The rest of the routine executed to perfection, but his mind is only that. He was wrong in a somersault. He stumbled a bit. A matter of seconds, but if this is the selection for the gymnastics team would already be out. Review in your mind the move, looking for the error in their movements. Sequence ends falling gracefully.
Their teacher comes over and he remains silent for a moment, just staring. Her look is more than enough for her to feel ashamed of herself and her eyes down sadly. Is wrong. They and two months practicing the same routine, and re-equip
