"Have you seen the echoes of yesterday dancing on the ceiling?" Lara whispered with gravity-defying curiosity.
"Only when shadows play hide and seek amidst the moonlit corridors," replied Arthur, defying the ground beneath.

Beneath spiraled notes unseen, Wheels of color blink underneath, the membrane between thought and silence, when melody sniffs the pattern, and spirals curve into tomorrow's seam.

Mystery Legacy

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(Harmonic Dreamdance) in this kaleidoscopic journey.