Elias gripped the wheel, struggling against the car’s gentle pull, desperate to control the path. Yet, every time he let go, the ride smoothed, the turns softened, guided by unseen hands. He rushed toward the ancient castle, crashing through its gates, only to hear, “Why did you hurry? You’re twelve seconds early. Trust the journey; not all is meant to be forced.”

Twelve Seconds Too Soon: A Short Story

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00:00 A Short Story

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10:20 Hands of the Unseen

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