The Clockmaker’s Eclipse
Time Paused by Human Hands
A clockmaker built a device that measured not hours, but emotions. Each tick resonated with someone’s joy, grief, or longing. One day, the needle froze. The village panicked — some thought time itself had stopped. But the clockmaker understood: someone’s sorrow was too heavy to move the gears. He searched every home until he found a child mourning a mother lost. Sitting with him, the clockmaker shared memories until the child laughed through tears. The moment he did, the clock ticked again, bright and clear. That night, the village discovered that time does not obey the sky — it obeys the weight of the human heart.
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