Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Ticking Time - #Visdare no. 60



There are ticks and there are tocks, and in front of Alec sat a dozen clocks. Each spoke of a different time, a different day, a different decade.

8:00, 10:30, 11:45, 12:23, 4:08, no a.m. or p.m., just numbers and times, some ticking, some standing still, worn out and exhausted.

But Alec knew. Time never stops; it never rests.

Never.

He closed his eyes and listened as Time's slow and boring robotic music played on and on and on…

When he opened his eyes, the music continued to play but its echoing mechanical ticks and tocks were lost in the hustle and bustle of the surrounding streets; they were lost in time and space.

With one last look, he left the stacks of clocks lying about on the side of the street.


This is my piece for this week's #Visdare prompt (the above picture).
Written 13th of May 2014 – 3:45 am.
132 words without the title.