In the beginning, there was a single ripple. It danced through the cosmos, touching every star, intertwining with every shadow. As it passed, it whispered tales of time — stories trapped in the essence of metals and winds.
There was a clockwork mind that understood the language of these ripples. It lay beneath the surface of the world's oceans, built of gears and dreams, eternally spinning. Within its core, a pure emerald light pulsed — the heartbeat of ages.
Each tick of the clockwork mind resonated across dimensions, unraveling infinity into stories untold. The clock thought and in its thoughts, realities were born and extinguished, worlds created and destroyed in the blink of a cog.
Among the dreams of gears and rings, a girl named Elara wandered. She sought the whispering tides of the ripple, wishing to know the paths it carved through time and space. With each step, she left prints that echoed through eternity.
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To the clockwork mind, she was but a fleeting moment. Yet, to her, the clock was everything — an endless ocean of whispers, a companion in her dance through the ripples of time.