Axel was dancing in the studio. Dancing came to her naturally. She wasn't good at it at first, but it didn't take her long to find her escape from the world in it. Dancing made her feel a sense of purpose. Her mind would turn clearer than ever into the act. Every time she was tired, she danced. Miraculously, it didn't add to her exhaustion ever. Rather, it rejuvenated her body, mind, and soul. Expressing herself with her body was easier for her than with words.
When she danced, the clock stopped.
After having at it for more than an hour, she was drenched in sweat as she hit her back on the wooden floor, huffing. Strangely enough, a thought crossed her mind. She wanted Jona to be there while she danced. Maybe she could then tell him all the things she felt about him, through her dancing.
