In the corridors of time, where laughter ebbs like the kiss of moonlit waves, we met our shadows. Melodies, played naively in reverse, whispered secrets known only to stars and silken dreams. A dance of souls searching for anchors in the tempestuous sea of ichor and mirth. Your eyes, they reflect universes yet unravelled beneath our whispering sighs.
Let us wander deeper, where melodies unravel, and the echoes of past lives swell like tides. In this depth, laughter births a new dawn—romantic and passionate.
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