"On the count of three," the historian proclaimed, "we shatter dimensions like glass." The drumming of hearts quickened, time ready to leap off its axis.
"One spirals, two vaults, and three - oh!" exclaimed the oracle, "We're not counting at all, are we?" Gravity itself chuckled in amusement, its laws turning sulky and embarrassed by such audacity.
A voice from the aeons hummed, "Shall we tango with the infinite, dear voyager?" The stars, accustomed to silence, perked up their luminous ears.
"Let's," replied the cipher of ages, "And let the atoms dance their dizzy waltz." Ancient scribes laughed, penning narratives with vibrant ink that had no business existing in monochrome.
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