-adjective
    1.    former; onetime.

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They were like angels, glided on ice with  grace and beauty. Arms spread wide like wings ready to lift off as they jumped and spun around in the air, seconds seemed to slow as if Father Time himself wanted to carefully take in the finesse of the two skaters.

A man and a woman. Adam and Eve.

So innocent, but yet filled with the sins of the world surrounding them. The two skaters expressing, impersonated each sin through long smooth movements. Their whole bodies succumbing into a salacious trance, exposing the audience and world to the sins they have committed. 

The woman smiled widely, her flaxen curls were a whirling halo of gold around her heart-shaped face. Her cerulean blue eyes glittered, envy of all the bluest and clearest seas. She jumped and landed a triple toe loop, roars of applause nearly blocked out the woeful weeping of the violins and cellos.
Her partner smirked as he skated next to her, a tall and slender man, similar figure of his smaller partner. He grabbed her hand as they skated to the music, the woman pressed tightly to the firm chest of her brunette partner like if he let go, she would melt into the ice below.

The blond woman gave a tiny tap of a finger to the man's forearm. Get ready to lift me  The tap said as the man nodded and released the smaller woman from his chest to his side. Then, the brunette man held onto her left hip and tapped there Ready. 

The woman let out a shaking breath and jumped little as the brunette lifted her up by her hip into the air like if she weights as much as a feather. She took no pause as she kicked her long legs apart into a split, completing the star lift while her partner continued skating. Rotating down the rink, as he squeezed her hip, Time to get down now , The blonde rolled her eyes but smiled as he began to rotate to lower her down to his chest. 

They ended in the middle of the rink; Chest to chest, blue eyes connecting with lavender ones, breathing heavy as the last of the violins echoed out. Silence hung in the air for a single millisecond before the sudden flood of clapping and cheers erupted from the audience, the pair broke out of their ending poses with wide grins on their faces. Sweat slicked on the blond woman and the fair-skinned brunette, holding one another's moist palms as they took a bow. 

"Another excellent performance from Lewis Elsen and his partner in crime, Colette Bellamy! I hope we see more of this pair in the future!"

Oh, how Lewis wished that could have been true.

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Sorry, if there wasn't a lot of movement in the skating routine, it's my first time writing anything sports related, but I will improve (hopefully...). But I promise it will get good as the story continues. But I hope you enjoyed and please vote/comment below! 

Peace~