Far, far away there is a big city. I can hear it from here.I know there are people, thousands of them, maybe a million. I know there is a party going on. I want to go there. I can hear them laughing and chattering. French, English. Lots of words I don’t understand from the distance. From the safety of my place. There is a storm coming. I can feal it vibrating the air, down to the bones. I fear the winds, they might blow too strong. I am not ready. It’s too dangerous to leave my place, for now. Tomorrow I will go to them and join their party. For now I stay here and dance on my own.