Once, in the dim glow of the forgotten realms, a whisper floated by.
"Did you hear the tale of the clock that ticked backward?"
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A messy desk. Paper here, paper there. Each a fragment of a memory.
"Lost and found," someone wrote. "Found and lost," said another.
You could piece it together or just let it be. Discover fragments if you dare.

Shadows danced in the twilight of broken screens. Flickers of stories untold.
"Did you see that?" someone murmured. But it was just a ghost in the machine.
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