Imagine a world where every tick of the clock rearranges the stars, children's laughter slipping quietly into the void.
Once upon a ticking, a moment smiled—a shadow danced.
The universe, in its meticulous design, stitches together pauses.
Engineered dreams build sandcastles; watch as the tide comes home.
In the whisper of gears, machines hum lullabies to crickets.
Night's embrace holds the tender algorithms of forgotten realms.