3. Remembrance
Rating: G
Category: general
The lone grandfather clock ticks away the seconds as soon as they come. The small sound resonates and is amplified vu the surrounding silence. The hands announce that the sun has long been set, yet still far from rising again.
In the midst of darkness, a window upstairs is illuminated by the bright lamps near the work bench. Shi sits, hunched over the latest improved prototype prosthetic limb she had designed. Screwdriver in hand, and other tools and materials in close reach, she slaves away into the night.
The clock mechanisms relentlessly click on, taking another second with every turn of the gears. The minute hand reaches the now hour, thought no chimes announce it. The maker of the grandfather clock did not only have an excellent eye and coordination to create a visually spectacular piece, but also considered the people who use it. It was made so that the chimes would not sound, from nine o'clock at night, to five o'clock the next morning.
She doesn't notice the time, as she focuses on her work. The only sounds that reach her ears are the clinks of steel against alloy metals. She paused and scrubbed at her eyes with the back of her hand. Blocking the out the harsh incandescent light, she leans back in her chair and rests her eyes for a moment. With the world blocked out, her mind drains of everything and becomes blank.
Upon this empty canvas, she paints blue skies, fluffy white clouds, and bright green grassy knolls. From her mental photo album of memories, she cuts, pastes, and arranges herself and a boy onto the field. With a fine tipped brush, she adds in details. The shimmer of dew drops, still clinging to every blade of grass, the light tan on his exposed skin, and a light breeze blowing through her hair.
In moments of rest, she reminisces and recreates her memories.
Opening her eyes to the glare of artificial light, she stretches with a sigh and goes back to work.
Thank you to all the people who have reviewed the last two chapters and so graciously inflated my ego 3 much loves to you guys 3 3 3 hahahaha. BUT! I'll warn you now; the next chappie will have a 95 chance of being ANYTHING BUT nice fluffy /innocent/ romance. XD.
