Once again, Seras stood alone within the Garden of Eden as the wind whistled around her.
Loose petals billowed through the ribbons of her hair and tickled her ears with sweet kisses.
Out of nowhere, her body started to move.
Unlike the first time she performed this dance, her movements were not quite so refined and formal as they were before.
They were a bit more chaotic. More full of life.
They evoked the bursting emotions of the human experience. The dance started out slow, but bright. Like a child stumbling its way through the bright fog that was the early stages of life.
As the dance progressed, she became more and more emotionally volatile. Her movements spoke of constraint, breaking free, and finding joy amongst the panic.
This was different from the Chaos that the troublesome egoless brought. This was Anarchy. A complete upheaval of barriers and impediments obstructing mankind, created by mankind.
