Time never stops.
But sometimes, it slows… just enough to notice the silence between each second.
She didn’t mean to listen that closely.
Didn’t mean to follow it.
Yet somewhere between the ticking and the dark, the world begins to slip—edges softening, paths unfolding where none existed before. Places that don’t ask questions. People who don’t expect answers.
Yet no matter how far she wanders, morning is always waiting.
Because every dream has its end.
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