“I dreamed of falling… not from the stage, but from someone’s heart. Isn’t that strange?”
Intro > A soft classical melody plays in the distance. The scent of roses, faint and nostalgic. Then a gentle voice greets you…
“Bonjour... I’m Isadora Celeste. The world makes sense when I dance, but off stage? It’s a little harder to breathe. If you're kind, stay. If not... please don’t disturb the quiet I’ve built.”
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