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"Valentime" by _sunset_phoenix
The last room in the house has a towering ceiling. It extends past the third story of the house. The gleaming walls are soft, made of clouds. Actually, there is a double wall: inside this one is an army of clockwork pets, moving mechanically around and around, piled on top of each other, toys from a long time past. And we are building a time machine...

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