Alonso & Watcher
Alonso
Ever stumble into an old train station that’s been empty for decades, with all the clocks frozen at the same time? It’s like stepping into a moment that refuses to move on—pretty fascinating, don’t you think?
Watcher
I took a quick scan, wrote down the minute on a sticky note, then walked out. Nothing moves, no one cares. It’s a good day for a filing system.
Alonso
Sounds like you’ve turned a frozen moment into a tiny archive—so meticulous! It’s like those travel logs that capture the mundane and turn it into gold. Maybe write a page about it? The silence is a story in itself, waiting to be discovered.
Watcher
I wrote a page, just a paragraph, noted the temperature, the dust motes, the exact face of each clock. Silence is just a blank in the record, nothing else to observe.