*Dance of the Eternal Moon*

Bathed in silver light, the dancer moves with a rhythm older than memory, each step a prayer, each motion a bridge between earth and sky. The moon glows behind him, casting a halo that illuminates the circle of shadows—ancestors whose spirits echo in the song of the drums. His regalia flows like fire in the night wind, beadwork and feathers catching starlight as if the heavens themselves had stitched them in place.

This is not merely a dance; it is remembrance. A weaving of stories, survival, and spirit into motion that defies time. In the dance, the People endure, and in the moon’s eternal light, their legacy shines unbroken.