The Clockmaker’s Son: Part II

DEATH took The Old Star-gazer and led him by the hand. The Clockmaker’s son followed into the nothing. There, Time sat on a pile of broken things, humming. She pulled a clock hand from one of her wings and spun it between her fingers. “Good luck!” DEATH called to him. The Clockmaker’s son approached Time. She smiled, her eyes clicked as the gears turned. “Hello!” … Continue reading The Clockmaker’s Son: Part II