Love In The Echoes Of Time
ed carefully among the shelves lined with timepieces of every shape and size, his fingers expertly adjusting the delicate gea
table. They obeyed the laws of mechanics, their hands moving in a steady march
timepieces and losing himself in their intricate
e bell rang, and Ethan barely
led out, adjusting a ge
an air of quiet confidence, her auburn hair pulled back loosely, allowing a few strands to frame her face. She wore a navy coat over
she said, her voic
-hers were a striking shade of green, filled with curiosity. He noticed the old leather-bound book clut
a pocke
ornate, its surface covered in intricate engravings that swirled like
e, until t
s heavier than he expected, and the moment he touched it, a strange s
is?" he asked, his voi
rtifacts. I was cataloging items in the attic of an old estate when I discovered this hidden insid
ot just in the way most antiques are.
ed, but the hands were still and unmoving. He carefully wound it, expectin
est moment, somethi
. The light in the shop flickered. The dozens of clocks on the
sharply. "Did
htened around the p
ce stretched
y, studying his face. "Y
g like this. It shouldn't be possible for a simple pocket watch to affect its surrounding
connected to the inscription? Until time bends. What if it'
Time was linear. Unchangeable. But there was som
t further?" he asked, his curio
ia said with a small smile. "I have a
her smile, a ra
watch had already begun