The Chronos Pact

Summary

In the coastal town of Oakhaven, where the Atlantic fog doesn't just settle but seems to possess a sentient, searching quality, Elias Thorne lived a life governed by the relentless, rhythmic heartbeat of brass and steel. His workshop was a sanctuary of ticking, a cathedral of small sounds where the air always smelled of aged lavender, high-grade machine oil, and the metallic tang of oxidized copper. To the outside world, Elias was merely a ghost in a storefront, a man who spoke more to the esca…