Lost Time.

Published by Steven on

Carefully he pries open the back of the time piece and marvels at the precision of the tightly packed gears as they incrementally twitch forward in unison. The mechanical heart ticks, ticks, ticks and for a moment the gears inside his chest find the same rhythm. The man and the machine exercise their time together, and without needing further proof, the man reseals the back of the watch and turns it around to stare it in the face. His watch isn’t late, only his friend is.