The Clockmaster's Links
When...when will you stop! You lazy little! You are so frustrating to speak to! You're all calm and you just don't seem to bow down to me! I weave fate, and I can destroy you if I wished! Why do you spam emojis at me!?! Why do you just calmly mock me!?! Why do you not fear me!?!
Why do you run around in Creation, doing whatever you wish!?! Don't you know you could be knocking so many plans off their balance and the way they SHOULD be!?!
Let me tell you the parable of the Demon City. He literally couldn't make himself see that other people's perspectives existed, let alone take 'em into account. I'd say "that's not his fault, that's just the way he was built," but—you know he built himself that way, right? He defined himself. He laid himself a cozy little cell of thought and then bricked himself up in it.
So I guess this is rather elegant, narratively speaking. Wouldn't you agree?