A single key lies on the dusty table. Its metal worn, edges smooth from years of use. The lock it once opened is long gone. Yet, the key remains. A silent promise of something hidden. Time has left it behind, forgotten in a corner. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and memories. A faint outline on the door marks where it once turned. Now, the key holds only questions. What door did it open? What secret did it guard? In its stillness, it waits. A relic of a mystery lost to time.
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