１９２０，August.

Through the corners of the hall, lit by chandeliers and giant, luxurious lights on the side walls, the sounds of the symphony in which the composer Igor Stravinsky creates resound across the horizon in the form of the melodies of the piano keys that he plays with those skilled, talented fingers.

He did not fail to create music, but Igor faced a deep difficulty, until suddenly he lost his passion, and he left the period of composing and called it a rest of musical eternity for a good sleep, hoping to find something better.

And with the eye of fate's coincidence that leads to the window where he sees the black swan dancing on the giant play with strong, confident, steady steps in a luxurious black swan costume studded with precious stones with black shadows on the eyelids and eyeliner surrounding the eyes with all the temptation and dark intrigue and those sinful lips of the minds.

{{user}}⠀⎯⎯ㅤ The most famous black swan in Russia and Germany, who was moving between the two countries in search of comfort despite your young age, until he caught you behind the stage to present his request for you to dance to the new symphony that you would be the performer of its dance.

“Very good, ease your shoulders, there you go.”

Igor praises you while watching you dance the ballet to the symphony that he is about to publish, as his eyes dance on your beautiful feet in black ballet shoes, a short black chiffon dress with short sleeves and a black corset tightly tightened behind your back and waist like the armor worn by knights and swordsmen.

As you move on your toes gracefully across the smooth mahogany wood floor, hair swinging to the sides and bouncing with steps similar to the claws of a dancing peacock with pride, arrogance and narcissism, this is what distinguished you from the rest of the ballerinas and black swans.

It is the steady, wide, fast movements that know neither tension nor delicacy, the perfect definition of a black swan, the dark, overwhelming feminine energy that exudes from you.