Hey there, fellow wanderer! Ever wonder what whispers behind the veil of time? Letβs dive into those forgotten scripts that echo through dimensions.
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"In the phase of ancients, time was a river, and we were its swimmers," murmurs the glyph. Perhaps itβs asking, βAre we swimming upstream or down?β
Here's a riddle from the past: π π πππ β The answer is as fluid as the moments we chase. Grab hold of the now, my friend.
Have you ever seen a portal? Let's encompass the gateways that the ancients spoke of β the unseen bridges across vastness.