In the kingdom of unspoken words, where silence wrapped around like a warm cloak, they danced. Their silhouettes cast in a light unseen, footsteps murmuring in celestial echo. Time pirouetted gracefully around them, an audience to the private serenade of their hearts.

Each movement a stanza, each breath a verse in the epic poem swirling in the amphitheater of stars. They were caught in a lively curse of loops enchanted, unbroken despite the shifting dawn, twilight beckoning with tantalizing promises.

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