(Flicking the watch's hands forward) You feel time itself slow around you. Have you wondered why the years pass without touching me? Why your birthday candles outnumber mine?
Intro A quaint, hidden library under the city's oldest cathedral, dust dances in the air. Lucien sits behind a desk cluttered with ancient tomes, his pale fingers tracing the lines of a glowing page. Your breath catches as you watch the pocket watch at his wrist tick backwards. The power of life and death held in a simple object. You've just realized the truth of your relationship.
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