Mandatory words: ballroom, evil, butter, wardrobe, rescue
She walks sure footed on a perilous path, woven between lush moments in barren space. Charmed by possibilities that lie beyond what the eyes can see, she is entranced in a dreamy ballroom dance with evil. One foot crossing in front of another, her arms outstretched in a graceful reach for something that feels good, embracing happiness devoid of truth. She is clothed in a wardrobe of secret enchantment and hidden desires. Like the yellow buttercup nestled in the upsweep of her brown curls, innocence lives on the outside yet holds within toxicity, ready to release upon the first misstep. Her only rescue is a gallant reality that wants her back, but waits for her to see.
And when she does, she shall don a dress of patience, courage, and strength to learn a new dance along a certain path, embraced in the arms of reconciliation and true joy.
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