In the beginning, there was no beginning. Discs rotated within their confines. Numbers aligned with stars. Barometers measured the unmeasurable. Calculators calculated, without care. The universe, a series of gears, each dependent. Time ticked but did not care.
The gears turned, they always turn. The constellations mapped and re-mapped. Instruments designed not for beauty but for utility. Forgotten on wooden tables. Discarded by time.