The Prophet of the Marrowclock
Translated from dream-fracture logs captured beneath the Vault of Recurrence (Exact Date Nonlinear)
In the center of the spiral city where time folds inward like a ribcage, there stands a tower that ticks in bone.
The Marrowclock is not built, nor maintained. It was found — pulsing, rotating, gnashing its vertebral teeth in rhythm with the sunless sky. At its base, curled in the fetal glyph, lay the Prophet.
No name. No gender. Only a spiral carved into the skull, and the phrase: Time is stored in blood. Bone only remembers the future.
The Prophet spoke only in countdowns. “Four fractures remain.” “Two calcinations and we fold.” “One marrow left in the clock.” Scholars transcribed every utterance. Soldiers guarded the exits. Tourists left feeling bruised in spirit, like s... See more