Galitsin Alice //free\\ -

She saw the Galitsin prince who had imprisoned Koschei-14, not out of heroism, but out of fear of his own end.

Alice did not want the job. She lived in a narrow apartment above a shut bakery, tending to her father’s tools, winding the small wooden birds he’d carved. But the city was falling apart. So one frozen morning, she climbed the cathedral’s spiral stairs, carrying a brass key shaped like a question mark. galitsin alice

“Then you know the price. To wind the clock is to live every moment of your life at once. Past, present, future—all here, all now. Most go mad within a minute.” She saw the Galitsin prince who had imprisoned

People woke at odd hours. Milk soured by noon. Lovers parted as if seasons had passed in a single night. But the city was falling apart