Can you hear them? The whispers of forgotten tales. Under your feet, the golden sands sing stories of old. If only children listened more closely.
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│ Try dancing here │
│ to unlock doors │
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│ Look for the │
│ invisible keys │
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The paths are not what you see, but what you hear. Tales of ladders that climb sideways.
Follow the footprints gently dancing on the starry paths, wondering where they came from and why they hum.