Against the throes of sunset stripes, the carousel CHURNS! Oh joy, the children laugh WHIRLINGLY!

CUT TO: THE DIZZY RIDERS WAVE LIKE FLAGS!

The elderly man waves his cane triumphantly, his spectacles catching rays like glinting stars.

- Next Act: Unseen Contours -

Cobbled paths thrumming with vigor! Zeal in footfalls, an endless parade — what chase! What courage!

SUSPENSE: CLOCK HANDS COUNTER-CLOCKWISE!

A messenger’s grin broadens as letters, faster than wind, skitter by his satchel brink.

- Continue the Series: Whirlwind of Echoes -