Challenge
think of a word, any word, and use it as the title of your work. base your story, poem, prose, etc. completely on the word.
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The metronome is asleep tonight.
All is still and all is right.
The clock, commander of all,
it is the master of the wall.
The hands keep time, time, time
in a sort of Runic rhyme.
Every second turns to hours
and she,
the metronome loses its powers.
Time prevails
Balance fails
And the room is once again
still.