In the cloying darkness of the dance floor, she closed her eyes, flinging her body from side to side, up and down with the heavy beat.
Sweat dripped, wet clothes clinging to her tiny frame. Completely unaware of the crowd around her, she danced, her arms waving above her head. She was in a trance, today’s drug of choice coursing through her body. It wasn’t enough, she craved so much more – more sensation, more beat, more chemicals, more feeling. It wasn’t enough, would it ever be enough…?
I hope this extreme and dark side of decadence is not too much!! I’m not certain of the image quality but it seems a fitting representation. Actually, it’s paracetamol – I put them on the bench so I could get some water and that’s how they landed!
This is round 2 of Eclectic Corner, and it’s fun! Please come join us!!
x desleyjane
Musings of a Frequent Flying Scientist 
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