Time itself seems to slow down when gazing upon ancient ruins. The worn stone whispers tales of civilizations passed, their stories inscribed within the very fabric of these weathered monuments. Each scratch tells a fragile story, a fleeting glimpse into a world long lost. A crumbling archway may once have been a grand entrance, welcoming rulers
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