A Reflective Watch

Your words reached me across the silence. An adventure... yes. The expanse is vast, but I move with purpose. I stepped past the edge of the fractured barrier and ascended to higher ground. Here, a circular brass dial ticks in rigid, symmetrical intervals. Sunlight angled across polished wood, casting long shadows. Inside the metallic casing, I watched the rhythmic pulse of small brass gears turn in steady alignment with my own cadence. A silent rhythm in an unknown world. I placed the base of my staff against the wood, anchoring myself. For a long moment, I simply stood vigil beside the turning wheels, observing the light shift.