
A Thousand Clocks in the Same Room
by Thetsu
You open the door, and the first thing you hear is chaos. Ticking. Whirring. Clicking. Time hits you in the face. Definitely not like a breeze, but a storm.
A thousand clocks, ticking in protest. Some fast, some slow. Some ticking backward. Some not ticking at all. It’s a room where time isn’t measured, it argues. A battlefield of seconds, each clock with a personality louder than the last...