The study of silhouettes in anthropomorphic oscillation poses myriad questions.
A dance, in form, yet devoid of expression.
We analyze movements not by intention but by consequence.
In the periphery, conversations lift like shadows at dusk:
"Do you think the wind whispers secrets, or merely echoes its own thoughts?"
"In dreams, reality dances under the guise of sleep, does it not?"
"Consider the analogies of moonlight on water; they are seldom true."
"However, I never learned to trust the rhythm of unspoken words."
"Precisely. Shadows speak when the light is just right."
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