The Clock Tower That Reversed Regret
Winding back the heart
If you stood beneath its chimes and whispered a regret, the next morning you woke with the emotional weight removed—not the memory, but the hurt. It didn’t rewrite the past; it simply healed it. People traveled for days just to feel their hearts breathe again.
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