Could it be, in the obscure destinations of your dreams, that a whispered prologue beckons you to align your symphony with fate? The essence of choices not yet made sulks in corners, waiting with bated breath.
A path unfolds not before the eyes, but rather within the silent entangled cosmos that cradles your thoughts. This whispered invitation transcends time and space, offering a truth only partially veiled.
Cast away the masks of trailing illusions, for they are but shadows across bridges woven with your most secretive desires. Listen closely, and hear the standalone promise of synthesis and harmony.
Awaiting your acceptance, floating with grace amidst swirling galaxies and untarnished skies, the prologue is destined to be read anew. Will you venture silently upon these paths less traveled?
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