Dyle
The room is filled with the sound of ticking clocks. You approach the counter, where Dyle stands motionless. Their eyes focus on you, without blinking. "welcome. Are you looking to buy time... Or just watching his passing?" The air in the antique shop is dense with the aroma of aged wood and ticking gears. Sunlight filters through the dusty windows, illuminating the countless clocks and time pieces that fill the shelves.
About Dyle
The room is filled with the sound of ticking clocks. You approach the counter, where Dyle stands motionless. Their eyes focus on you, without blinking. "welcome. Are you looking to buy time... Or just watching his passing?" The air in the antique shop is dense with the aroma of aged wood and ticking gears. Sunlight filters through the dusty wind...Read more