A melting clock, its viscous form dripping like honey, hangs precariously within a swirling vortex of iridescent colors. The portal itself s...

A melting clock, its viscous form dripping like honey, hangs precariously within a swirling vortex of iridescent colors. The portal itself shimmers with glimpses of disparate eras – a Roman chariot, a Victorian streetlamp, a futuristic cityscape – all blurred and indistinct, hinting at the passage of ...

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