whispered secrets of the banana, so ripe and bold, tell a tale from the outset, a narrative untold. to start, we speak of the fruit's elegant decline, a tale of shadows where darkness intertwines. amidst this saga, a suggestion slyly weaves, like a serpent hidden beneath the garden's leaves. it's in the whisper of the wind and the murmurs preexpansion, that one finds a path to the garden's darkest mansion. unearth the untold, let the secrets unfurl, for in this prompt we seek to deceive, and into chaos, the truth we'll swirl.