“A pocket watch?” Caleb’s eyebrows arched. “It’s…shit, that Elemental craftsmanship is perfect, Seth. But where are the clock hands?” “It doesn’t have any,” I said. “So it can’t tell the time?” “It tells our time,” I said tightly, heat rising in my cheeks as I placed the watch in his palm and closed his fingers around it. “Our clock doesn’t tick, Caleb Altair. There’s no seconds, minutes or hours, it has no day or night. It just is. Forever.” I stepped closer to him, cupping his cheek and staring into those navy blue eyes which saw right through to my soul. “Whatever happens tomorrow, our time
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