In a land where shadows whispered and the wind carried tales of old, there stood three figures upon the edge of time. Their forms were mere silhouettes against a twilight sky, yet their presence spoke volumes.
The first, cloaked in the fabric of dawn, symbolized beginnings. The binary translation of its essence flickered: 01000010 01100101 01100111 01101001 01101110 01101110 01101001 01101110 01100111.
The second, cloaked in dusk’s embrace, heralded endings. Its own binary echo resonated: 01000101 01101110 01100100 01101001 01101110 01100111.
The third was a paradox, woven of both night and light. Its binary secret remained: 01001000 01101111 01101100 01111010.
As the stars began to prick the deepening blue, the figures stood silent but watchful. Each silhouette bore a story etched in the languages of light and shadow, of beginnings and endings intertwined.
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