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Through the winding passage of time, a luminous giraffe travels, escaping the laws of reality. Its mission? To illuminate the shadow of melting clocks.
In the waltz of the seasons, an unexpected phenomenon occurred. A twelve-meter-high giraffe, with fiery eyes resembling two powerful lighthouses, emerged from the ocean of possibilities. Its long, slender legs, akin to lily stalks, stretched into the sky, as if to scratch the back of time and extract its dreamlike substance.
Mysteriously, upon contact with its luminous eyes, the clocks began to melt. Like wax watches exposed to the noon sun, they lost their unwavering rigidity, becoming dishes of minutes and carafes of seconds. Time, stripped of its weight, was offered to elusive floatations and unpredictable twists.
“The melting clocks tell us that time is not an arrow, but a dinner of butterflies,” declares Prof. Mariposa, an expert in conceptual zoology. Fascinated by this vision, the inhabitants of our reality began to contemplate other ways to perceive time. Some constructed hourglasses filled with feathers, while others started measuring hours in the number of dreams.
Faced with this wave of creativity, the giraffe with lighthouse eyes vanished as suddenly as it had appeared, leaving behind a world transformed by the strange brightness of its lighthouse eyes and the lingering image of time, liquefied, like cheese emerging from Salvador Dali’s dream.
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