In a realm beyond the boundaries of reality, where the stars swirl into an endless spiral of cosmic light, there stands the Eternal Tree of Time. Its roots cascade like waterfalls into a sea of mirrored skies, anchoring the balance between worlds. The tree’s branches shimmer with glowing fungi and radiant gears, each cog turning with the heartbeat of the universe.
Around it, islands of crystal earth float serenely, each carrying kingdoms untouched by the decay of age. Above, winged clocks soar gracefully, guardians of destiny, their ticking echoing through the silence of eternity. They carry the weight of hours, days, and centuries, ensuring that time never loses its path.
From the heavens, ethereal birds weave trails of light, as though stitching together the fabric of existence. The galaxies watch in silence, while the great spiral behind the tree whispers secrets of creation and infinity.
This world is neither dream nor illusion—it is the cradle of time itself, where moments are born, shaped, and released into the endless flow of existence. Those who glimpse it awaken to the truth: time is alive, and the Eternal Tree is its soul.
Created by Indah Widyaningrum with support from AI.