Synapse

In the heart of the red forest, a secret gathering unfolded, where pulsating dark grooves echoed between the trees like an ancient signal. The crowd swayed as layered kicks rolled beneath their feet, creating a rhythm that felt carved into the earth itself. Above them, the sky shimmered with strange lights, vibrating in sync with the crispy drums that cracked through the night air.

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