The Labyrinth of Steps

"One step, two steps, three, and repeat. Not a dance, but a whole lotta feet." You may step wrong, but that's alright. The walls chuckle; you're in for a cryptic delight. Left corridor leads to Sweeping Brooms. Never trust the brooms; they have a mind of foamy dooms. Right corridor? Ah, it's convoluted. With twists and turns your legs will feel muted. But forward, brave wanderer, leads to... Splendid Stale Bread – a mysteriously toastful fare! Eventually, follow the steps again: But softer, friend, for echoes tend to gain. "Step back, step forward" becomes your mantra. People say togetherness breeds no castra. Now, a whisper ghost, laughing mischievousness, "Steps or no steps, it's all just a business." Keep moving; every footfall counts in the court of None.