An old, worn stone clock tower stands in the middle of a misty, moonlit forest, its clock face cracked and faded, with candles flickering to replace the broken mechanisms, and in the foreground, a group of whimsical, wooden animals - a fox with a reading book, a crow with a top hat, and a rabbit with a paintbrush - are gathered around a sketchbook, observing the mystical clock as the hands move of their own accord, its chimes whispering secrets to the night wind.

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An old, worn stone clock tower stands in the middle of a misty, moonlit forest, its clock face cracked and faded, with candles flickering to replace the broken mechanisms, and in the foreground, a group of whimsical, wooden animals - a fox with a reading book, a crow with a top hat, and a rabbit with a paintbrush - are gathered around a sketchbook, observing the mystical clock as the hands move of their own accord, its chimes whispering secrets to the night wind.