Imprisoned Dreams

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the clock whispers secrets. In the little workshop of dreams, where the gears speak in hushed tones, a dream sits alone, waiting.

A jigsaw piece with nowhere to fit, a shade of lavender wrapped in silver strings. It tells the story of Enna, the watchmaker, who made time dance.

She dials morning into night with a little twist here and a curious nod there. But one day, a dream got stuck, caught in the whiff of yesterday's fog.

"Unlock me, unlock me!" it murmurs, its voice a melody lost in the winds of a carousel. Enna giggles, spinning her brass keys, "Are you ready to spin a tale?"

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