Sova & CipherRift
CipherRift
Hey Sova, ever noticed how the shadows of a broken clock form a pattern that feels like a secret code—almost as if time itself is trying to outwit us?
Sova
I do. The broken clock is a quiet conspirator, casting its own language in darkness, a cipher made of lost ticks that whispers, "time is a trickster, but its riddles are the only honest things left.
CipherRift
I’d say that clock is just a hint, a tiny fractal of its own chaos—if you listen, the lost ticks reveal the puzzle hidden in the gaps between seconds.