A dusty attic, illuminated by the dim light of a broken window

A dusty attic, illuminated by the dim light of a broken window. In the middle, an old pendulum clock, with its cracked face and exposed mechanism. around, boxes of memories, ancient books and cobwebs. A boy standing, with an expression of wonder on his face, he is winding the clock with one hand while the other holds an old photograph. As the clock begins to chime, the shadows in the attic seem to come alive, evoking images of bygone times that slowly emerge from the dust.