Amidst a realm where clouds weave the ground and the horizon glows with eternal twilight, a majestic tower rises, crowned with a great clock. Its ancient roots, alive and glowing with luminescent fungi, anchor it deep into the sea of mist, as though time itself had taken root in the very heart of this dreamlike world. The architecture, adorned with intricate carvings and ivy, tells the silent story of civilizations long vanished, yet remembered in the rhythm of the clock’s hands.
Around the tower, floating orbs drift weightlessly, like fragments of forgotten moments suspended between past and future. Graceful white birds soar across the sky, tracing luminous paths, guardians of this sacred domain where hours are not merely measured but preserved. The moon and the sun share the sky together, erasing the boundary between night and day, eternity and a fleeting moment.
This is no ordinary place—it is the sanctuary of time, where every tick echoes through both history and destiny. Travelers who arrive here do not seek minutes or hours; they search for understanding. For in the Eternal Tower of Time, one learns that the flow of existence is not to be escaped, but embraced, as the foundation of all journeys.
Created by Indah Widyaningrum with support from AI.