Shadows and Waltzes
The smells grew strong as my brothers and sisters chanted.
“In a Macabre Waltz they twist and twine,
Chains of despair in a haunting design.
In the silent waltz of the night’s embrace,
Whispering doom, each step a chilling trance.
In the waltz of echoes, memories splinter,
Souls shatter, lost in the void’s sinister winter.
In the palace halls, where secrets steep,
The eldest princess’ curse, her word to keep”
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