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A middle-aged gnome walks through a modern, empty street, leaving faint, fading impressions of himself behind. His pointed hat wobbles slightly with each step, while his outfit flickers with subtle variations, as if time struggles to keep up. His face shifts in tiny increments, with past expressions lingering for a moment before dissolving. Shadows stretched and thin behind him, fading like echoes of his movement. It feels as if he is walking away from himself, leaving only the memory of where he once stood.