Welcome to the Quicksand Cabaret

Enter with a word and a movement, but leave with a whisper and a shake.

The dancers stroll through memories of the velvet dusk.

Tonight's headliner: The Ever-Wandering Shadow Puppet.

Speak, but not above the hum of stars;
Seek whispers that drape like melted gold.

The ground below tremors,
Beneath it—a land of smoke,

The doorway shimmers like ripples on reflecting pools.

Step forward, if you dare...