04/10/2026
Elias — The Old Angel of Time
Elias had been an angel for a very long time.
So long that no one remembered when he had first come down to Earth.
Once, he had great white wings, silver hair, and an endless amount of work to do. He watched over the time people spent together, especially the moments they thought were too small to matter.
A first kiss.
A final embrace.
A child’s laughter.
A cup of tea shared with someone who would one day be gone.
Elias collected these little moments and kept them safe, so they would never completely disappear.
But the years passed, and Elias grew old.
His wings were long gone, and his hair had turned white. Yet the tiny clocks still hang from his clothes.
Each one keeps a different time.
Some show a moment that has already passed.
Some show a moment someone wishes they could return to.
And the smallest clocks run slightly ahead.
Elias never takes those ones off.
Because they show the time that has not happened yet.
Sometimes Elias simply sits upon an old stone and watches the day pass.
He no longer hurries.
He knows something people often forget:
Time was never meant to be stopped.
Only noticed.
