The light of sunrise is beginning to creep in through the atrium's windows, and a single ray of sunlight winks against the hourglass she holds aloft Our unnatural silence thickens the air. "The riddle is as follows," she says. "Men may give and take me, yet I consume them all. Who am I?'" She turns the hourglass over and places it on the table.
I hate riddles so I would be out immediately. ๐๐ญ #blackbooksky #imedusa