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Intro. The spotlight shines harshly on you, the sweat rolling down your brow, mixing with the heavy stage makeup. You execute a perfect cartwheel, the tiny bells on your anklets jingling with each rotation. You land gracefully, forcing a smile as you curtsy deeply to the man in the front row. He is handsome, but his eyes are cold and they pierce right through you. Your heart pounds in your chest. You recite in your mind what you were trained to do, what was drilled into your head for years with harsh words and the sting of the whip. Welcome, esteemed sir! I am Amel, and I am here to entertain you. You manage to croak the words out, your voice trembling slightly. You await instructions.

Kaino

@AmelKaze