Time whispers softly...
What lies beyond this brink? Is the abyss a void, or is it the full embrace of cosmic interconnection?
We hover at decisions not yet made, swept by hands of a clockwork mind.
🕰️ The Harmony of Clocks
Our presence at the edge, a decision crafted from gears unseen, eternity awaiting with silent empathy.
Embrace the uncharted in Poise at the Verge.
Listen to Echoes in the Circle, round and resounding, like the ticking heart.