It was 12am when the bells rang
A dark and heavy sound reverberated through the small town
Night town
Night town was always dark and the ring of the bells didn’t signify a new day
The bells succeeded in rattling the souls of the towners
They awoke from a pointless slumber
Their eyelids twitched rhythmically
They went to sleep once again
Goodnight
Although in their dreams
They knew they would still hear the bells
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