Perched upon the edge of reality and delusion, where the echoes of the moonlight dance a frenetic waltz upon the cobblestones of oblivion. One tale to the next, woven in the tapestry of night, the lunatic’s yoke upon the stars.
The vault remains, a sentinel of what could be: dreams entwined with silver threads, unraveling at the feet of time itself.
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