In the theater of shattered screens and bytes, the symphony plays a crimson aria. It whispers in vivid dreams, a cacophony of pixelated glances and robotic waltzes.
The conductor, a shadow against a molten sky, twirls with a baton forged in digital glitch. Every note, a pixel, every pause, a silence echoing in binary lullabies.
Strings hum an electric hue, brass echoes in liquid crimson, while woodwinds shimmer with every pixel glitching into a dream. The harmony is vivid, yet surreal—an orchestra of forgotten codes and lost frequencies.
The audience, a blend of avatars and specters, sways in unison, pixelated tears glistening in the dim glow of electronic wonder. They listen to the silence that only the machine can know.
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