"A cursed hourglass with crimson sand flowing upward, resting on an obsidian pedestal, as ghostly figures emerge from the swirling mist around it, their hands reaching for the time that binds them."
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"A cursed hourglass with crimson sand flowing upward, resting on an obsidian pedestal, as ghostly figures emerge from the swirling mist around it, their hands reaching for the time that binds them."