The town had always run on a strange kind of order, where nothing happened when it was supposed to. Every morning, the sun rose a little too late, and the clocks ticked just slightly out of sync, as if time itself were hesitating. Mara was the only one who noticed, keeping a journal of each tiny inconsistency that others ignored. One evening, she decided to break the pattern and set all the clocks to the exact same time, hoping to restore some sense of order. At midnight, the town fell completely silent, and for a moment, everything aligned perfectly. Then the clocks all stopped at once, and the sun never rose again.
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