In the dim light of the twilight hour, where shadows dance with whispered secrets, tread lightly towards the sound of silk unraveling in the moonlit breeze. To the left of your heart, count three golden lilies nestled against the whispering willows.
There, in the lap of timelessness, lies the echo of a longing embrace, an embrace that cradles the forgotten laughter of stars. Follow the path woven in the canopy of a thousand stardust trails, and let the fragrance of lavender guide you.
But beware the mirrored roads that twist and fracture, for each step you take may lead you to a reflection of a self you have yet to meet. Hold fast to dreams wrapped in the quiet embrace of dawn's first light.
And if you seek the hidden garden of whispers, simply turn around thrice and recite the first letter of every shadow you've cast at midday.
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