She kept his clocks running after his death, though none told the right time. The hands pointed only toward where he used to stand.
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A Land Where All Things Always Seemed The Same, Chapter Two
It seemed at first a quiet sort of place to Mini-Flash Juniper as she clanked down the iron exterior stairwell. A winding path led her by a play-park, devoid of children in the deepening dusk, and presently the reception office now dim and somnolent following its busy day. In pleasant surprise at how little her enemies’ very den had thrown at her thus far, Juniper dipped with the lane into a tunnel which ran underneath the road by which she and Flashsatsumas had arrived, to step out again into the lights and landscape of the body of the camp.
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The widow’ of a clock maker! 🤓 well done!