#CountdownEchoes

"In the whispering hours of twilight's hush,
Where shadows dance and moments rush,
A threshold beckons, fragile and thin,
Between the years, where time stands within.

The clock's last heartbeat of the fading year,
Echoes through the silence, loud and clear,
A final breath, a fleeting, waning sigh,
As seconds dwindle, and the old year says goodbye.

In this brief,...