They walked down the path way after Sandy had gotten herself dunked. Twirling fire caught her attention as she once again paused to watch the fire dancer spin and balance the staff set on fire. Sandy tucked at Uriel and pointed excitedly at the dancer. Uriel made a face at the dancer as he danced like there was no heat at all. A smile tucked at Sandy's lips as she shook her head at Uriel.
"It's called fire dancing, the people who dance with fire usually use staffs and poi's to dance, sometimes they'd even juggle with balls on fire or they'd dance with strings." Sandy says.
" That's..... isn't it a bit too dangerous?" Asks Uriel his brows furrowed. Sandy shrugged and dug her hands into the hems of her dress.
"It is, but apparently it's a lot of fun." Says Sandy, Uriel shot her a look but she raised her hands, grinning.
"I won't dance with fire, I have two left feet. I'll kill myself if I even try, and like I said before I'm not suicidal." She says and pulled Uriel to the ghost house. The rest of the day passed by with both Uriel and Sandy trying out rides and different kinds of food.
Too lazy to elaborate. Any ideas on what to write next cause I'm at a lost for inspiration.
Thank you for reading.