Temporal Flux

In the depths of time, a clock dissolves, its essence rippling outward like a stone cast into the waters of memory. The hands of time, once steadfast, now melt away, surrendering to the fluidity of existence. As the clock's form blurs, the boundaries between past, present, and future begin to fade, inviting us to step into the ever-changing currents of our lives. In this dance of time, we find the beauty of the ephemeral, a reminder that every moment is a droplet in the vast ocean of eternity.