In the wizarding world, there was a city lost among legends, whose mystery was never fully solved. Although it was destroyed, forgotten, and abandoned over time, this city was always known as a place where lost magic, forgotten memories, and the deepest secrets of the past were kept. For this reason, most people called it the City of Forgotten Memories. It was known as a place where the wisest of wizards had once lived, but it was abandoned after a disaster.
The streets of this city were often covered in fog. There were buildings made of old stones at every corner. The most important place in the city was a fountain that appeared very simple from the outside. However, this fountain was strange because it contained the lost souls of wizards. Its water reflected the forgotten memories of all the wizards. Each drop carried the reflection of a memory or a secret. Wizards could look into the fountain to reclaim lost memories and even change the course of time. However, every moment came at a price, and wizards had to pay this price whenever the spirits in the fountain demanded it. According to some old stories, the spirits of wizards who failed to pay were absorbed into the fountain, forever burdened by the overwhelming weight of memories and secrets.
One morning, a young wizard decided to find this forgotten city. Determined to uncover what happened to his lost father, he set out on the perilous journey. When he reached the gates of the city, he entered with a mixture of fear and courage. The walls of the abandoned buildings still glowed faintly with ancient writings—words that echoed the lost hopes of the wizards who had once lived there.
As he ventured deeper into the city, the young wizard found the old fountain. As he gazed into its waters, his vision suddenly darkened. In that moment, he saw the memory of his father’s disappearance. His father had come to this city in his final days and vanished without a trace. Now, the young wizard faced a dilemma: he could retrieve his father’s lost memory and restore him to life, but only at a great cost. The spirits of the fountain would demand their price.
The young wizard wrestled with the decision. The temptation to reclaim his father was strong, but he understood the grave risks of meddling with time. In the end, he could not bring himself to take the memory. He left the city, wiser but burdened by the weight of his choice.
In this place where reality and memories intertwined, he learned that lost memories could be perilous. Yet one thing was certain: the City of Forgotten Memories remained a world hidden by magic, teetering on the fragile boundary between the past and the future.