The Clock That Counted Backwards
Each tick erased a second you’d already lived.
In a forgotten museum in Prague, a single clock ticked counter to time. Visitors laughed until they realized they aged in reverse while near it.
Children grew younger. Old men forgot their names. Lovers kissed again for the first time — and the last.
When the curator destroyed the clock, all those who’d visited vanished. In their place, portraits appeared — showing people at every age at once, smiling eternally.
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