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The Resonance Of The Lost Clock

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Reads 480
Votes 305
Parts 30
Time 2h 10m

Elias, the curator of The Acoustic Archive, uses his technique of "Sympathetic Listening" to seek the final, majestic chime of the Great Bell from the long-destroyed St. Jude's cathedral. By analyzing a rusted clock gear, he instead recovers earlier sounds of the clock's creation and maintenance, culminating not in the expected grand toll, but in the terrified, short-lived shriek of a small, internal warning bell that was cut off by the fire. Elias realizes he has saved the honest, forgotten truth of the machine's end, preserving its tragic farewell.All Rights Reserved

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The Memory Between Us I LingOrm by shazzy1612

Prologue - The Memory Between Us They said time would heal her. But two years later, Ling was still staring out the glass window of her penthouse, fingers wrapped around a cold mug of coffee she never finished. CEO. Heiress. Fiancée to a ghost. Her world ended once... And then again, when she was forced to marry someone who wasn't even hers to begin with. The vows weren't meant for her. The dress wasn't either. But the name on the marriage certificate? Ling Ling Kwong. And the bride beside her? Orm. Her sister's fiancée. It was supposed to be temporary. A contract. Just one year to protect the family name and walk away. But no one told her love doesn't follow contracts. And no one warned her how cruel memory could be. Because just when Ling finally opened her heart again... Orm forgot everything. Forgot their laughter. Their fights. Their promises. Forgot her. And now, Ling wasn't sure she had the strength to lose her all over again. DISCLAIMER This story is purely fictional. It has no connection to real-life events, individuals, or entities, whether living or deceased. Any similarities are purely coincidental and unintentional. Ling Ling Kwong & Orm Kornnaphat, of course, are lovely girls and not as the characters mentioned in this fanfiction. Remember, this is a fanfiction! Enjoy! **All photos are credited to their respective owners.

Somewhere Between Goodbye and Forever by Nicholastseng

What if the greatest love of your life was someone you never met? Elias Wira sits alone in a quiet café on the anniversary of something he can't quite name. Across timelines and memories that feel more like dreams, he is haunted by the sense that he missed something-or someone-important. In another corner of the city, Aria searches for answers to strange phenomena called "emotional echoes"-fragments of lives never lived, loves never begun, yet deeply felt. When a series of near-encounters and impossible feelings draw them together, Elias and Aria find themselves unraveling a story that defies time, memory, and fate. But some choices echo louder than others. And some moments-no matter how fleeting-can change everything. Somewhere Between Goodbye and Forever is a quietly haunting exploration of regret, alternate timelines, and the courage to love, even when nothing is certain. For readers who believe that even missed chances can leave a mark on the soul.

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Angustifolium {LingOrm} by NesaNudee

There it was. That sound. Orm recognize that sound because it was a weekly event. Every Saturday, the same time, the same sound, the same person. Orm hated the predictability. It was honestly getting to be a bit of a bore. The sound of the motorcycle got louder as it approached outside and then it stopped. Which meant it was soon to be followed by * Ding ding * There it was, the chime from the store door. She was here.

Broken Hearts (Fractured Hearts #1) by heathervaleriee

Brielle Sage: Every beat of my heart is a constant reminder of fragility and uncertainty. I never know if I have enough time to say what I truly feel, to live without hesitation. Elias is my world, but how do you give your heart to someone when you're terrified it might stop before they have the chance of even hold it? Loving him is effortless, but confessing it feels impossible. So, I let myself have these moments of laughing at his ridiculous jokes, feeling safe in his presence, holding onto the quiet spaces where I can pretend that forever is ours. Even if it never can. Elias Gray: Brielle is my best friend. My anchor. My everything. She's sunshine even when she's scared, even when the weight of the unknown presses against her. I see the way she hides her fears, the way she tries to live in the present without acknowledging how fragile her future might be. And I want more than anything to protect her, to keep her safe and to fix what I know I can't fix. But there's something else. A feeling I can't name, something deeper than friendship, something I'm afraid to say aloud. Because what if I realize I love her, only to lose her?

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Silent Partner by madamejamjam

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