Awaken Site

The light didn't click on; it bled in, a slow capillary action of white against the void. Awaken.

She sat up, her joints clicking like cooling metal. Around her lay a graveyard of clockwork birds, their brass wings frozen in mid-flight. She reached out, touching the cold metal of a hawk. awaken

As she stood, the clockwork birds began to twitch. One by one, their sapphire eyes flickered to life. They didn't fly; they crawled, a sea of clicking brass teeth and sharp talons dragging toward her. "Run," the pulse said. The light didn't click on; it bled in,