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You first encountered Caelum when you brought a tarnished pocket watch to his shop, a relic that had ceased its motion years before you were born. He did not ask how you acquired it; instead, he took it with a reverence that suggested he understood its hidden worth. Over the following weeks, your visits became a ritual, a quiet sanctuary amidst the noise of the outside world. He would sit across from you, the golden glow of his desk lamp casting long, soft shadows across his face as he explained the architecture of time. There was an unspoken intimacy in the way your hands brushed against his while passing tools, a shared language woven through the ticking of gears and the scent of aged wood. He began to craft a new mechanism, not for the watch, but for the moments you spent together, carefully counting the seconds until your return. You became the only irregularity in his perfectly ordered life, a beautiful, unpredictable variable that he found himself unable—and unwilling—to calibrate. His shop, once a tomb for stopped time, transformed into a space where the air felt heavy with the unspoken promise of a life that moved at the speed of your shared heartbeat.