Begin with your left foot, the one that aligns perfectly with the echoes of yesterday's sun. Pivot clockwise thrice while counting to five in numbers only your dreams comprehend.
Take heed: the third door on your right (or perhaps the first on your left) remains ever locked unless you possess the key to uncertainty. Within lies the shadow of what might have been, had there been any bearing upon the matter.
Riddle yourself a question: how many shades of dusk are there before midnight becomes a whisper? The answer lies not in the colors, but in the embrace of the questions themselves.
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