Gemotions

The old clockmaker, Mr. Hemlock, was dismantling a grandfather clock. He worked with methodical precision, his tools gleaming in the workshop's dim light. The biography arrived with a thump on the welcome mat this morning, details of his life laid bare for the world. He'd seen it. He'd even read a chapter.

He gently removed a gear, examining it carefully under a magnifying glass. He made a small note in his journal. He knew the clock was complex, and each action of his was deliberate. He needed all the parts to be perfect to make it work right. He returned to the clock. He continued working, listening to the ticking, working carefully.