New god intro!

[oi_theoi]

Who: Mortals, gods
When: Day 13, afternoon
Where: Shrine Room
What: The other kind of new arrivals.

[a teenaged girl with intricately braided hair and dressed in sandals, a flowy, brightly-patterned skirt, and a short-sleeved sweater that looks like it was made of the leftovers of a million other sweaters, is pacing the shrine room, twisting a loop of yarn strung between her hands. A pile of reddish sand seems to move around, following her.]

Perhaps away from the corner...

Comments

[oi_theoi]

You are the only others here.

[looking up, going to stare at your clock]

[overclocking]

[His hand goes to it immediately, wary and protective.]

[oi_theoi]

That's beautiful. Is it still working?

[overclocking]

No. ... It keeps a different sort of time.

[oi_theoi]

What sort does it measure?

[overclocking]

Life.

[oi_theoi]

Your life?

[overclocking]

[Shaking his head]

Someone else's.

[oi_theoi]

Whose? Someone here's?

[twisting the yarn in her hands -- someone wants to touch]

[overclocking]

[His grip on it is super tight :X Apparently it's Important]

No...at least, I hope she isn't here.

But it hasn't worked in many years, anyway.

[oi_theoi]

Oh.

[overclocking]

... Why the interest?

[oi_theoi]

I like clocks. Anything that measures time. And that is not a design I've seen before.

[overclocking]

You wouldn't have. It's the only one like it, as far as I know.

[oi_theoi]

Who made it?

[overclocking]

A friend...sibling. She never got to complete the design, but it's impressive for what it is.

[oi_theoi]

If she arrives here, do you think she will continue her work?

[overclocking]

It's possible, if she had the materials and inclination.

...That doesn't mean you should go looking for her.