She stood between the mountains and the moon, where time seemed to pause. The piano beneath her feet whispered soft tunes of forgotten dreams. Around her, gears turned slowly, flowers bloomed from frost, and silence felt alive—like magic quietly working behind every breath.
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She stood between the mountains and the moon, where time seemed to pause. The piano beneath her feet whispered soft tunes of forgotten dreams. Around her, gears turned slowly, flowers bloomed from frost, and silence felt alive—like magic quietly working behind every breath.
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