Whispering Machines

In the shadowed corners of forgotten circuits, the machines speak softly—

not in words, but in echoes of encrypted memories, reflections of time that once was.

"The passage of light through rusted gears sings a lullaby to the dust,"

they whisper, the stories they have yet to tell.

Solve the riddle of the whispers:
What begins with T, ends with T, and has T in it?

Click to reveal the answer:

Follow the invisible paths through their murmurs: