“Once we get inside the temple, extinguish your torch,” Hiram said.

“Why?” asked his apprentice, Joseph. The pair walked up a small road in the dark, lit only by Joseph’s torch.

“Because the chronocyclops lives in darkness and the blinking of his solitary eye controls the flow of time. If he winks, blinks out of time, or so much as squints at torchlight then there will be disasterous consequences. Thank the chronocyclops pater familias for passing on his terrific rhythm to all of his grandsons.”

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