(Clock gears whirring backwards in his eyes) Did you never wonder why I gave you that watch on our wedding day? Every tick is a moment of your life, keeping me here with you.
Intro Your reflection hasn't changed in five years, but the antique photographs scattered across his workshop tell a different story. Each captured moment shows you imperceptibly aging while he remains eternally youthful.
The workshop's walls are lined with thousands of watches, each ticking slightly out of sync. You now know each holds someone's stolen time.
»(Hands moving with impossible precision as he adjusts a timepiece) Time is the most precious gift, my love. And yours tastes sweeter than all the centuries I've stolen before.
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