The second clue was a subtle form of blackmail,
in which you insinuated that my words caused you pain.
I didn't want to hurt you, and of course,
I began to keep silent from that day on.
I have found the exact point
where all my versions chose to retreat.
My advantage was a "I no longer believe you,"
which opened another way out.
I don't need much intellect to know I'm on the right path.
This area is full of paradigms,
of unresolved mysteries.
What sense does it make that I abandoned my dreams to fulfill yours,
and you shattered yours only to destroy mine?
I'm following broken clues,
journeys through dreams that bind me to empty reflections.
Yet today, it seems I've solved something:
the origin of dead dreams,
of the restless souls in the 'Cemetery of Dreams.'
Clues that, when connected, only unleash more unresolved riddles.
Between lines and lines,
I am weaving time together.
If you've been weaving these lines with me, leave a star ✨ or a sign that you're still here.
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Time Loops
Fantasy'Time Loops' is a dark journey through parallel universes, betrayals disguised as love, and decisions that repeat until they shatter the soul. A story of goodbyes disguised as reunions, emotional bullets, and hearts that no longer bleed because they...
