A grandfather clock was ticking across the room, knocking ominously between their ears. The long brass pendulum, deftly tended by a temporal Charon, stroked this way and that like an oar, sweeping the old dead moments away.
A grandfather clock was ticking across the room, knocking ominously between their ears. The long brass pendulum, deftly tended by a temporal Charon, stroked this way and that like an oar, sweeping the old dead moments away.