Clockwork.
Generally Nuetrel and Polite when it comes to things. Has a bit of a paternal aura to him.
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline. Like a row of captured ghosts, over old dead grass. Was never much, but we made the most. Welcome home
Ships are launching from my chest:Some have names, but most do not. If you find one, please. Let me know what piece I've lost













