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#14 Clock

Notes: I have a story, heres the story,

Waking up in a inky black void wasn't his first priority. He sighed and walked around, trying to find the stupid exit. 

Well walking, he noticed something far in the distance, walking towards it thinking it was the exit.

As he came closer he was strongly mistaken

The void cleared as a white fog surround the strange source of light, a back faced him, one of a small child.

The man froze and studied the figure.

Sensing someone behind them, the child turned around.

Their form was small, barley fitting into the clothes on it's back. Their hair was a metallic copper color turning more rustic at the sides. The clothes they wore were silver, and looked to be made out of metal, but folded like normal clothing. By their side hung a small white string carrying three pocket watches. They looked hand made, but the initials were marked F.T, someone that the man knew all to well. The only thing that wasn't metallic was the belt holding their to small pants up. That was made of leather with a golden clasp in the middle. 

Their skin was pale and shiny, almost unhealthy looking, but nothing about how the child was acting screamed unhealthy.

But the feature that brought the most attention was their eyes. Golden clocks were placed in the sockets of where a child's eyes should be. A small ticking noise could be heard as each moved together, perfectly in synch.

The child clutched what seemed to be a pocket watch, strung around their neck, tightly.

They looked up at the man and smiled. 

"Hello sir! Have you seen my father?"

The man felt a dread fill in his stomach. "Who is he...?"

The child giggled and it echoed around the void. "Father Time silly! He tells me about you all the time!"

Like a rock being thrown off a cliff his stomach dropped and he groaned and placed a hand over his eyes. 

"God Damnit Time, you died and left me here with your F**king kid." 

Seriously, I might make a comic out of this...I have a lot running around my head for where I could take this if I wanted. 

#Inktober2018 

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