Azrael was the keeper the clock that counts the time of the universe.  One arm counts the hour, the other, the seconds.

Tick...

Tick...

Tick...

The clock appeared to be made from the universe itself, of course, everything is.  The final arm on the clock only goes around once- hitting the twelve when the universe is at it's end.

Tick...

Tick...

Tick...

It was only until now when the universe hand struck twelve...

Author's Note:  I am leaving off at this part until I finish Sand and Glass.  Like I said, this book is being prewritten.