The electricity ran through their body as they played the chords. The music was the one thing that kept them going. The choreography was perfect; she had to be perfect. Dance was the thing that kept her in order. He always knew what to say on stage. Acting was the one thing that kept him sane. They all knew what they were doing when it came to their art. For a moment, all their pain, mistakes, and problems melt away. It’s an escape from the real world, it’s their world. Their life. It’s their salvation.