In the labyrinth, where shadows intertwine with the forgotten sun, I find myself, twiddling the buttons of fate upon an unseen dial. The moment halts, fractures into hues, and speaks in forgotten tongues. Memory? Perhaps, or the mirage of what never was...
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With every glyph, a story unfolds, or was it the story that carved the glyphs into the fabric of time...
Listen closely, for the unseen paths beckon with whispered secrets, truths draped in the veils of dreams. Follow the echo:
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