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In 15th Century Prague, young Janek discovers a hidden door in the clocktower that leads to a room filled with beating hearts, each representing a person's time. He learns that his father, Marek, is the Keeper of Time, and the absence of a crucial heart is causing time to falter. Janek inherits a glowing orb from his father, becoming the new Keeper and ensuring the continuity of time.

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In 15th Century Prague, young Janek discovers a hidden door in the clocktower that leads to a room filled with beating hearts, each representing a person's time. He learns that his father, Marek, is the Keeper of Time, and the absence of a crucial heart is causing time to falter. Janek inherits a glowing orb from his father, becoming the new Keeper and ensuring the continuity of time.

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"The Clockmaker's Son" – Historical Fantasy, 15th Century Prague

In a quiet corner of Prague, beneath the shadows of the Astronomical Clock, lived Old
Marek the clockmaker—famed for crafting timepieces so precise they seemed enchanted.
His son, Janek, was twelve, curious, and constantly scolded for breaking gears just to see
how they worked.

One rainy night, Marek handed Janek a peculiar bronze key.

“This,” he whispered, “winds the clock that holds time itself.”

Janek laughed, thinking it a bedtime story. But curiosity, as always, conquered caution.

At midnight, he climbed the clocktower and found a hidden door—one he had never seen
before. The key fit. The door opened.

Inside was not a room, but a spiral staircase going down—far deeper than any tower
should reach.

He descended.

And found a room of ticking hearts.

Literal hearts, suspended in glass, each beating to its own time. Some fast, some slow.
Each labeled with a name.

At the center was a pedestal with an empty space. A plaque read:

“The Keeper’s Heart – Only beats for truth.”

Suddenly, Janek understood. His father wasn’t just a clockmaker. He was the Keeper of
Time, guardian of human fate, ensuring history unfolded as it should.

But the heart was missing. And without it, time itself was beginning to stutter—coughing
seconds, repeating days, losing years.

Janek ran home. His father was waiting, holding a small, glowing orb.

“I was saving this for when you were ready,” Marek said.

The orb pulsed as Janek took it—and became the Keeper.


And so, time continued, guided by a boy who had always loved breaking things—only now,
he had learned how to put them back together.

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