You turn over the pieces. Metallic parts skitter and roll into the gutter. The boy starts screaming at you, tearing at your clothes, clawing at your face. You beat a hasty retreat.
Cogs and springs are scattered across the cobbles. This was a child's toy, fashioned from metal and porcelain, with complicated clockwork innards. Someone has taken their boot heel to it. Precious little is left whole […]
