When the Clock fell Silent
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Last published Sun, Jul 20, 2025
Lila-a seventeen year old teenager has always been curious about how her grandmother, Amara became mute even if she has been born with the ability to speak, reason? Unknown. One day, they had a vacation in their Grandmother's place which she found an old clock inside Amara's closet. As her fingers closed around it, the world tilted. Time shifted. She got back in the past!
One evening, under the light of the setting sun, he met Elias. "Hindi ka taga-dito." He mouthed. Shocked, Lila ran away from him. Little did she know...Elias is someone who's been waiting for her.
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