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The Clepsydra (Pt. 4)

from Garden by Nanohex

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He woke with a start from troubled sleep, palm on chest to reassure a racing heart. The white curtains had ballooned into the room like ship sails. He got up to close the windows.

She wasn't telling, she'd said, her watery voice still gurgling in his ears. And she'd teased him about his world, the world he wasn't seeing right. He stared out the window at the mountain, which was striped with low wispy clouds, as the words of the perfidious clepsydra ran through his mind.

The world, mirrored.

Upside-down.

The bottom half of the hourglass, his mountain, grains of sand of time that has passed. Flipped, upside-down. And those same still moments from the past start to trickle down, becoming the future, rebuilding a new mountain, a new world for him.

A shiver passed through his body. The mountain hid its face behind thicker clouds, ashamed.

It held all possible timelines, he realized, not only the past, and it only followed that it held his own, too, the seed from which this in-between timeless world he inhabited could grow. His future.

And the clepsydra had revealed enough: the noise of waterfalls, rush of a dangerous river in her voice.

He knew where that nugget was.

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from Garden, released May 25, 2017

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