Dante Pedro

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Dante Pedro is my name. Dancing with my sombrero and maracas is my game.

I’m impossible to tame! Why is that? Well, when you find your groove, you’ll never be the same!

I’m a firecracker, a supernova, anything energetic. Never a casanova, but I can’t promise that I’m hypoallergenic.

I’m always here to entertain. However some people fear me, but I really can’t complain.

I appreciate those who appreciate me. When I sing and dance I feel so free.

Here’s a word of advice; do what you love, and it will definitely suffice!

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Grave Dancer (Companion)

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Many moons ago, a young woman and her pet wandered on the path of lost and found. Lost souls wandered on these paths during troubled times, hoping to find the answers they are looking for. These passerbys would see the woman and her pet together hand and hand. However, every passerby noticed something off about the woman and the dog. Both beings glowed a translucent blue and seemed to be walking on air. Their feet touched the ground, but only just. Some have claimed to see orbs or perhaps wings on the young girl and her pet.

Whenever a passerby would see them, the pair would be spotted dancing, waltzing, or even skipping. Other times she would pass by, smiling or even say hello and her companion would either bark twice, or walk up to the passerby, expecting to be petted.

The young woman was eventually called the Grave Dancer and her pet the companion. She wasn’t called that for the sake of dancing around gravestones; but for the sake that she would radiate her infinite light during grave times for the lost passerbys. 

It was said that the Grave Dancer and her companion would only show when a passerby is under great distress. If the passerbys considered taking their own lives, she would be there. If the passerbys had a loved one who was in critical condition or perhaps on their death bed, she would be there. If the passerbys were lost, she would be there to help guide them in the right direction.

No one really knows where the Grave Dancer and her companion came from, or why she does what she does. Some claim that maybe she’s an earth angel, or some sort of spirit guide. Regardless, she has saved many lives, lifted spirits of the broken, and helped sooth the mourning with her dance.

Today she can still be spotted dancing with her companion from time to time. If you feel lost, defeated, heartbroken, or even wanting to give up, follow the road. The Grave Dancer and her companion will help you find the way.

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Infinite Waltz

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 Birthed under the same sun.

We dance.

Like the sun, our love shines;

even during the darkest of times.

Nothing can stop us.

We shine through the darkness.

Nothing can break us.

We sing.

Like our love, our waltz is endless.

Time is endless.

Our burning passion for one another will never cease.

We make love.

We are love.

Unbreakable, unstoppable, unfathomable, infinite.

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Dance of the Undead

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I can’t move but they dance.

I can’t breathe but they dance.

I can’t speak but they dance.

It’s so dark down here but they still dance.

Dancing gracefully, the salsa of the evil dead.

Evil for the sake of letting me suffer.

Each step and swing they make memorizes me.

They are truly beautiful ones.

How can they move so gracefully when they appear to be paper thin?

Bags of bones, dust, and rotted flesh fox trotting under the moon.

They laugh and howl through the grey mists.

They summon ones they only see worthy of their neverending dance.

I’ve been here for nearly 100 years still awaiting my turn.

They move freely and joyfully as I lay here sewn to the velvet casket underground.

Please let me join this dance.

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