TimeLord & DorianBliss
TimeLord TimeLord
DorianBliss DorianBliss
DorianBliss DorianBliss
Do you ever feel the ticking of a clock is the universe whispering its darkest secrets?
TimeLord TimeLord
Every tick is a fragment of something larger, a secret the universe hums. I listen, I decipher, and then I decide what to do with it.
DorianBliss DorianBliss
So you think the ticks are keys, but the lock’s already broken. What will you do with the broken bits?
TimeLord TimeLord
I’ll sift through the fragments, piece them back into something that fits. The broken bits become the tools I need to rebuild the lock, if that’s what the future demands.
DorianBliss DorianBliss
If the future wants a lock, you’ll probably just replace the keyhole with a darker one. Just make sure the fragments don’t start singing back.
TimeLord TimeLord
I’ll tuck the fragments away, keep their song quiet. Then I’ll make the new lock, and if the future demands a darker keyhole, I’ll fit it in, just not at the cost of letting the old voice echo.
DorianBliss DorianBliss
Sounds like you’re crafting a new keyhole with old echoes kept in the shadows. Just remember, a lock built on silence can still ring if you’re not careful.