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It's dark outside, and the lake is an unmoving moonlit silhouette against its shadowy backdrop of trees, grass, and the occasional red-eyed bunny. Mostly unmoving -- every few minutes shadows flicker over it, a little too rhythmic for branches: someone is dancing, halfway between the shore and the forest.

Someone does not seem to mind that the damp grass is a little slippery for bare feet.