In an age where whispers are carried by the wind and secrets are etched in steel, there lies a symphony of silent murmurs beneath the surface. The gears, cold yet alive, spin tales of forgotten worlds and unseen hands.
Their rusted teeth grind softly against the flow of time, echoing the stories of machinery and men. Listen closely, and you might hear the lullaby of the universe in the gentle clanking of metal.
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