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... stiny.
Within a garden shaped like a clock.
Suna sat elegantly at the edge of a flowerbed, gazing at the Clock Flowers blooming within. She reached out to gently touch a petal, only to see the pale yellow petal tremble and fall off, coming to the end of its life. This was not a natural phenomenon.
Ragnarok was imminent, and this world was about to be burnt into ashes, along with the petals... no, along with all known forms of life, which began to wither gradually.
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