The Wistful Witness

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The rain hit the tin roof of my shop. It was a steady, gray drumming. I watched a drop slide down the glass. It left a thin, clear track. The street outside was empty. No cars. No feet. Just the water. My name is Elias Thorne. I repair clocks. I have done it for thirty years. The hands on the wall tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. A heartbeat. A metronome. I like the sound. It is honest. It does not lie....

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