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EMMA'S NOTE
Hi, Y'all!!!
I hope you're already enjoying this story. Remember to leave a comment if you like it or even a gem.
I'm here to reply to a few questions I've been asked through PMs. Here I go...
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I do not have a schedule for the updates. Usually, I update every single day, from Monday to Saturday (occasionally on Sundays too), mainly around 6 pm CET (Central European Time), and I publish 1 or 2 chapters per day (1800 - 2100 words each).
BALLET MATERIAL
I never thought that a theme so 'unusual' like ballet could interest you, guys, so much. It was a risky choice, but you seem to enjoy it. I can't publish images or other types of info. I can only explain different moves. If you want to find out more, research every single online clip. I promise you that you won't be sorry. Ballet is the most beautiful form of art.
A FEW MORE BALLET MOVES DEFINITIONS:
FIRST POSITION - the heels are together, with toes turned out until the feet are in a straight line.
THIRD POSITION - the heel of one foot rests against the instep of the other. Both are firmly turned out, and the weight is divided between them.
EN POINT - a ballet dancer supports all body weight on the tips of fully extended feet when wearing pointe shoes.
ARABESQUE - is a classic position, where the working leg is fully straight extending long behind the dancer either on the floor (arabesque a terre) or in the air (arabesque en l'air).
WILD SWANS - is a ballet by Meryl Tankard. The story is based on The Wild Swans by Hans Christian Andersen (one of my favorite fairytales) and tells the tale of Eliza, a princess whose wicked-witch stepmother has changed Eliza's eleven brothers into swans. Eliza must knit magic shirts from stinging nettles in order to break the spell and transform her brothers back into human form.
Thank you again for your appreciation!
Baci & Abbracci
Emma.
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