Night enveloped the world like a great dark cloak, suffocating the breath of all living things. The moon, frozen in the sky, barely illuminated the streets of the city, where each step echoed in the endless silence, as if the world itself feared disturbing the stillness. The city’s walls, covered in moss and worn stones, stood as silent witnesses to many ages that changed in the blink of an eye compared to eternity.
Melania walked slowly down the narrow street, each step seeming so light that for a moment she felt like part of this world, its still, unchanging essence. She knew that time was just a shadow that followed each of us, whether we wanted it or not. But the more she sank into her thoughts, the clearer it became: her time was running out. And what was even more terrifying — with each passing day, there was less of it left.
Opening the old, creaking door, she entered a mysterious library, where dust and silence spoke their own language. Here, among books capable of changing fate, she sought answers to the questions that tormented her soul: Could time be broken without destroying everything around it? Was it possible to change destiny without disturbing the balance that lay at the heart of this ruthless system?
In the library, a frozen calm reigned, and every book seemed to whisper secrets hidden in its pages. Melania approached a large bookcase, where ancient manuscripts, bound in handwritten tomes, were kept — books that had witnessed times when magic was an inseparable part of the world. She touched one of the books, and immediately felt the energy surge through her fingers, as though the book itself was trying to impart its wisdom.
Her gaze stopped on one of them — a book with no title, its cover covered in unfamiliar symbols. She opened it and began to read, immersing herself in a world where time was not linear, but moved in circles, intertwining and weaving into endless cycles. Every page contained answers, but along with them — new questions that only further confused her.
Melania knew that this book could not be kept to herself. She had to share its contents with those who could make the crucial decision, for changing the course of time was not only difficult — it required sacrifice, and no one could predict if they could bear the consequences.
With each page she turned, a new reality began to form around her, like a reflection in water. Melania realized: this was not just a book, it was the key to everything. But the question remained: was she ready to accept this challenge?