Degal_Heartfang
It has been sixty-five years since the timer was originally stopped in 1955, Unus and Annus being nothing but a faded memory of their former glory.
Their hourglass had been locked away from others forever, until one day, it was found and flipped.
Back and alive, the two try to spend their (hopefully) last and final year together making more memories with newer friends. But as the clock drew nearer to their end, they find themselves tempted to flip the glass.
Death could wait a little more, right?
...
Right...?
Unum annum, one more year.
Nos morte effugit, we escaped death