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