She wanted to stop time and he wanted her to so she did. With the hourglass grasped in hand, young frail fingers wrapped loosely around the glass, she rolls it on to its side, halting the flow of tiny crystals, tearing the chain into two.
"There."
And with that, time stood still just for them two, as if the world and the sky understood, and knew, just knew.
xx 2:17 a.m.