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Time Machine

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There had never been anything like it before. This was a novelty to the entire world, a machine that destroyed all previous assumptions. This machine was to be the new generation of industry.

Like a beast it writhed and steamed, never settling. It was like a tethered horse, and it could never be freed. In the factory of grubby black and white, it longed for colour and freedom. Now was its moment to escape.

The clocks that writhed upon its flesh were ticking at different intervals, so many of them that the ticks evolved into a steady hum. One giant globe of silver sphere was at its head, a metallic eye of filthy sorrow.

One could not detect whether this was machine or beast, and one must simply assume it is both. It detected lies where there was truth and melted ice. It ticked along the barriers of consciousness into one's dreams.

A time machine?

No such thing.
Seriously, one of the weirdest things I think I have ever written. I wrote it in about five minutes >.<

For the prompt 'Time' by #Wordspill-Central.

I think I may enter this into the contest 'Time' by ~Beyond-the-Pages.

Perhaps it is to show how time is something we truly cannot ever make sense of, and perhaps we need not try...
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Athazagoraphobias's avatar
I like the description of the time machine. It makes it so much more unobtainable and mysterious!