Clockwork Man
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Tempus is a man who works in a tower with a large clock.
He's stuck there, no leaving, it's against the rules. The men with masks would hurt him if he tried.
Tempus is content alone, content never seeing the outside world.
That's until a girl named Laeta sneaks her way into the tower.
~
Tempus gripped the girl in his two arms, nuzzling his face into her neck.
"You can't leave."
He whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Her hands found a place on his back, and she smiled brightly at him.
"I'm leaving, but you're coming along with me."
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