“Swan Lake” is such a pretty name for a ballet. It sounds like the perfect place to cavort with friends and find the love of your life, graceful white birds gliding by and the moon working its magic. But beware. Those waters can turn as ominously dark as a raven’s wing — or the upflung cape of an evil wizard ready to spoil your festivity.
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