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54 Picture of a broken clock
The clock was broken. Naomi didn’t know why she bothered to notice. Maybe because she’d been staring at it so long that she’d just realized now that the numbers weren’t changing. In the next breath, she wondered why it mattered. The war was over but that changed nothing. Nothing mattered any more.
Dimly, she wondered where he had gone. There was only one he to consider now, not two. It should’ve made her feel better, not having to choose, had the circumstances not been what they were.
Maybe the broken clock was more accurate than she’d thought. Time had stopped.
Naomi Williams. Original character.