Chapter Four: Weird Science
The jade foam dripping from the clock face made it hard to read. galatea flattened herself out a bit to fit into the tub behind him.
Chronomancer Chronicles: The Burning Rebellion 2.0
Perhaps its only signs of individuality were the gargoyles that seemed so miniscule compared to the sun goddess and the broad, black 'wings' that flared out beside the enormous clock face. unfortunately, the clock tower did not run.
Chapter 3: Cultists and Pragmatism
Anxiously, she watched as the black minute hand again passed over the depiction of the sun that shone down on the flower-filled meadow of the clock's face. when were her captors going to return?
The Persistent Dragon: The Best-Laid Plans
He pulled out his pocket watch but couldn't read the pearlescent clock face in the darkness. "shh!" penelope froze, ears standing at attention. "i heard voices outside by the door." jacob's spine went rigid. "what?!" he hissed.
Chapter IV: No One Alone
At the base of the dart was a clock face. talking directly to the weapon, the no one said, “hey carlisle, i’ll need you to work with caleb here. he’s new to the bar and will need your powers.” he beamed. “thanks man.”
The Secret of Biosyn: Act IV
High up at the clock face, the hands and the mechanics to operate it were long gone. behind the face was where the council met.
Chapter XIV: Plotting through the Darkness
A strange glyph shaped like an intricately designed clock face appeared at his feet and he seemed to stand on it despite the angle. he launched off the glistening platform. the wulfun disappeared behind another boulder.
Venom: Scenes of Chaos. Pity.
There is a big, round clock face on the wall just inches behind the television that could do the job just as well. whoever she is waiting for is a bit tardy.
Watcher of Arceus - The World of Arceus Side Stories, Norva Part 1
Malcolm said, letting norva know where the things on the table where using a clock face and norva understood it well.
Night at the Kennidons
._" the beast began to weep, its tears falling upon the clock face even in the midst of frozen time as gentle droplets trickled through. tick. tick. tock.
Shackles & Jessarin
A grainy flip number pointing out the day on the clock face. it was all measured in units of ten. shackles was busy measuring the spacing between gears, and was hard at work adjusting the tension against the cogs.
Part 6: Baggage and Gloves
She looked toward the tower that would serve as their meeting spot, tall and square-jawed, with a clock face set high and a crown of machicolations that cut a jagged line against the afternoon sky.