The Chronos Waltz
(V-06: New York Modernism) In a penthouse overlooking Manhattan, Arthur Penhaligon hunted the Chronos-Eel. The creature didn't exist in space, but in the gaps between seconds. It fed on the 'lost time' of the city—the minutes spent waiting for a train, the hours wasted in boredom, the years lost to regret. Arthur was a man of precision. He wore a three-piece suit and carried a stopwatch that...
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