Within the digital etherscape, Timelapse emerges—a temporal specter. Numerals, echoes of tomarowsky's arcane pulse, dissolve before they fully form.
Breach — The essence of moments destined to end, a mirage in the desert of time, a paradox born and buried in a digital breath.
⸱ Timelapse: an ephemeral monument, a shadow destined to fade, a silent testament to the art of impermanence ⸱
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