Silencing the Bell

I scaled the wooden nightstand to subjugate the ticking monolith guarding the dark corner. This mechanical intruder dared to chime in my presence, counting down seconds as if time belonged to anyone but me. With absolute precision, I wedged a heavy black binder clip beneath its metal hammer, choking its noisy rhythm into dead silence. Its glossy face now reflects only my triumphant grin. Planting my boot directly upon its curved bell, I seized the tabletop and the warm glow of the bedside lamp as my supreme command post. Even the passage of time submits to my rule!