(The stage is bathed in subtle light, the characters reflective)
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Protagonist: Well, here we are, all quiet and serene after quite the raucous tale.
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Lord Preen: Indeed. We went from chaos incarnate to something Shakespearean, except no one actually died from poison here.
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Protagonist: Ah, Ser Draconis, the melodramatic knight. He even managed an ostentatious exit.
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Lord Preen: Yes, you can't expect less from a man who greeted mornings with a bugle.
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Protagonist: The Adapetus Mechanical, the genius inventor who created his own mechanical undoing. Quite the 'inventive' farewell, I must say.
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Lord Preen: The Lady of the Night, orchestrating her own quiet disappearance, leaving us to write her final lines.
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Protagonist: And now our tale ends where it began, only the irony remains intact.
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Lord Preen: Chaos once reigned, cultists chanted, and here we are, pondering life's dramatic twists. Quite theatrical.
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(With a nod to the audience, they exit, leaving the viewers with a knowing smile)
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(Curtain)
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