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A single, selfoscillating filament of reversed time pulses through the core of a floating, inverted clocktower constructed entirely from the thermal afterimage of a thousand unkept promises that never aged in the hands of a world that never learned to wait. The filament does not tickit unticks, each pulse dissolving a moment of anticipation into its original stillness, releasing a wave of negative chronology that fractures the fabric of patience into a drifting mist of rosegold, geometric hourglasses, each one etched with the chromatic residue of a deadline that never passed through the glass of a sand that never ran. The clocktowers hands are not rotatingthey spiral backward like the memory of a future that never arrived, each gear a

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