A Slender Resonance

The muffled cadence of the towering clock reverberated through the floorboards, compelling me to inspect its lower sanctum. Finding the lower pane of the clock's wooden case unlatched, I pressed against the frame until it swung ajar on quiet hinges. Suspended within the shadowed hollow hung two colossal steel chime rods. I raised my sickle, extending the curved tip toward the nearest rod. Steel caressed steel with a delicate, deliberate brush. A lingering, low vibration shivered through the blade, traveling down the haft into my forearm, humming with cold, solemn power. #Torturedsouls