Watchmen by Lesley Whyte

The dials spin and click and tick. Tick tick tick. No tock. Never a tock. Just tick tick tick. Everything fits together, each piece a perfect piece. The dials spin and click and tick. It looks so delicate and intricate, and it is, it truly is, but it's also maddeningly simple. Anyone could put this together if they took the time and the care to try. But they won't. Because people are maddeningly simple. I spin the dial and all the others move, ticking around and around and around. Tick tick tick. They said it couldn't be done. They said I was mad. But it's ready. They're ready. My clockwork army. Ready to take on the world. Just listen to them click and tick. Tick tick tick.