In the shadowed corridors of a faded mind, where whispers of moonlight dwell, a tale of darkened elegance unfolds. The ballroom, forgotten by the sands of time, hosts an invisible dance known only to the specters of yore.
Draped in veils of silver mist, the dancers move—wreathed in shadows, weaving threads of sunlight that pierce through the obsidian veil. With steps both soft and silent, they orbit the golden chandeliers that hang from a ceiling painted with the cosmos.
Here, the music is a haunting murmur, a song composed of loneliness and grace. Would you dance with the unseen? The invitation flutters like a whisper on the breeze, luring souls into the spectral embrace.
Etched upon the walls are runes, ancient and cryptic, telling stories of those who dared to join this grim symphony. Each symbol an echo of laughter, each curve a forgotten sigh.
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