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In every graceful pirouette of a wandering heart, tendrils of the world stretch silently, weaving the missteps of purposeless paths into startry shades of destiny. - Elara Pursquill In every graceful pirouette of a wandering heart, tendrils of the world stretch silently, weaving the missteps of purposeless paths into startry shades of destiny. - Elara Pursquill In every graceful pirouette of a wandering heart, tendrils of the world stretch silently, weaving the missteps of purposeless paths into startry shades of destiny. - Elara Pursquill