Edge Of Time | Miraculous World- London- At The

The rain over London wasn't falling; it was suspended . Billions of droplets hung in the amber glow of a frozen sunset, glittering like shards of a broken chandelier above Trafalgar Square.

“If you don’t,” Alix said softly, “the loop tightens. First London, then the world. Every morning will be yesterday. No growth. No love. No surprises. Just an eternity of 11:47 PM.” Miraculous World- London- At the Edge of Time

The clock kept ticking. And that was the miracle. The rain over London wasn't falling; it was suspended

“Because a frozen second isn’t love,” she said. “It’s a taxidermy. Love is letting the clock run.” The rain over London wasn't falling