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Whispers of the Midnight Heart.
In the shroud of night, where stars dare not gleam,
A hidden hamlet thrives, a spectral dream.
Yet, midst of the obsidian, a glimmer appears,
Two souls conjoined, as celestial spheres.

The moon, a luminous vessel afar,
guides their odyssey, a voyage to the stars.
In this realm of...