Flickers of forgotten echoes twirl silently across the dimly lit void, weaving tapestries of whispers into the tapestry of night. Each shadow holds a secret, stitched meticulously from the fabric of twilight.
The rhythm of unseen footsteps resonates with a pulse of ancient stories, pulsing in sync with the heart of the moon. Shadows, once dormant, awaken in a spectral dance, their movements chaotic yet mesmerizing.
In this dance, every shadow tells a tale, every flicker a memory, lost and found in the fleeting embrace of darkness.
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