Once again, she was going to have to fix it her stiff body starts to move as she unlatches her feet from their place. She sighs as she picks up a spare gear from it's pile her tiny hands shining in the light that peeks through the front door of the clock. she puts the gear in and in response she hears the sweet Melody of peices clicking in place and her signal that it was twelve o clock. she happily moves back into to her place repositioning her feet in her regular stance, ready to once again dance for those who passed by the window of the antique shop to witness her and her magnificent clock, she relied on that and that broke her. But she would once again return to the place her heart never left.