In a world where time and space are fluid, a city begins to dissolve into rivers of memories. Each building holds the secrets of its inhabitants, now flowing freely into the streets. The shattered clocks scattered across the horizon mark the moments lost forever, yet they reflect a sunset that never ends.

In a desert, the horizon is formed by a series of giant faces fading into the distance. Hands reach from the sand as if bridging to the faces, and birds with golden eyes light the way, guiding travelers toward the mysteries of the horizon.