Beneath the castellan sky, a realm drowned in shadow domes.
Where clockwork hearts pause—time suspends in crystalline thread.
Whims of celestial mechanics unfurl tales.
Midnight narratives woven by invisible artisans whisper fortunes.
In an attic library of faded dreams, lore scarce stands while tick-tocks confide...
Chronology, but an afterthought in labyrinthine voids.
Arsenals of forgotten epochs tire, cradled by requiem stars.
Their propagation twinkles—silent sirens sing deceptions delicate,
spindles predestined divergence.