Dear Heartbreaker

tick. tock. tick.. time, time has frozen in its place. waiting.. waiting for silence to capture me again. dear silence. you're here again. eager to catch my nightmare.

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happy new year

The clock ticks on. a hissing noise could be heard, people slowly dropped to their knees before falling asleep where they fell. the sleeping gas seeping, knocking out all who inhaled it. i made sure to get a deep lungful of it.

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Key Holders

'come on one more minute until the bell rings'....tick....tick....tick....bbrriiiiiiiiiiinngg!!!!

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Gathering the Pieces...

Larcus replies, keeping an eye on the inn's timepiece, watching the minutes and seconds tick by. tick. tock. tick. tock. the lobby is eerily silent. tick. tock. tick. tock. the minutes silently go by; larcus and the guards still wait. nothing.

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---Lightly timing...---

Tricky is a watch with hands always turning never unaware of a candle light burning to simply give reason to seconds ticking away instead of lost on thought till night turns to day the candle shows only light, & gives room, space for a dream to stride

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Situational Awareness (Welded Sunset)

~ with the chronometer ticking forward a single second, the desynchronization between the timestamps of present reality and the actual time felt just a little worse.

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08 - Mask of Courage

tick ... tock, you two will be tasked with keeping river from being caught by the dragon. move quickly and be careful when you teleport.

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Normally, he would just ride past.

He opened his hand to glance at the pocket watch, he didn't pay much attention before, but the watch was ticking now, the hour hand clicked backward in each tick, while the minute hand spun in whatever direction it felt like it seemed.

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Marne's Mental Madness

The laughter... the ticking... the queen's giggling... it cracked the rabbit.

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Terms of Service - Chapter 8

He was trapped, there was no differentiation between flinty of aesc anymore, just clockwork and the time... tick-tock, tick-tock.... tick-tock.

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Prologue (Unnamed series)

tick. tock. tick. tock. over and over, in precise precision. the kind that wasp brought. perfect sync, perfect timekeeping. yes. that was the answer. of course. _i will do something about it. i will bring order.

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Didn't

tick. tock. tick. tock. the clock tries to keep going. the clock that waits for no one. i didn't know how to reach. i didn't know how to tell you..

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