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Each tick drags a new scar. You wind the key; it winds you. Gears grind hope to fine dust. The ending is a held breath. No sequel. Just the silence. 42 hours. One perfect ache.
Echoes of the Clockwork Soul
Each tick drags a new scar. You wind the key; it winds you. Gears grind hope to fine dust. The ending is a held breath. No sequel. Just the silence. 42 hours. One perfect ache.
Echoes of the Clockwork Soul
