In that suspended moment, Mira saw glimpses: her mother’s smile before she left for the sea, the first day she learned to read, the moment Aelric first discovered his love for clocks. She realized the clock wasn’t just a device—it was a repository of memories, a conduit for moments that could be revisited but never altered.

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His internal struggle with his desires versus his pride continues to drive the narrative.