Oh my goodness, the clocks on trees is such a brilliant leitmotif. The purple pinky sky is lovely and the protagonist stands wondering if they have entered a paradise- but then they see that the clocks are ticking and the time zones are colliding. Methinks he has entered the eye of the storm where the timelines of all the parallel worlds co-exist.
Oh my goodness, the clocks on trees is such a brilliant leitmotif. The purple pinky sky is lovely and the protagonist stands wondering if they have entered a paradise- but then they see that the clocks are ticking and the time zones are colliding. Methinks he has entered the eye of the storm where the timelines of all the parallel worlds co-exist.
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