Once, there was a little boy named Eclipse. He adored the glow of the stars and the stories they weaved. However, he whispered secrets only the shadows understood. As he grew, his whispers turned into dreams that pinched the fabric of the night.

The sun spun circles around him, golden whirls dotting the sky, while he would parade with the moon, its silver strands whispering lullabies of the deepest void. Under the smirking twilight watch, they danced a dance astray from the painful sorrows hidden in celestial eclipses.

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