There is something inherently magical about a pocket watch. Perhaps it is the weight of it in your palm. The quiet click of the case opening. The sweep of the hands across the face. The hidden gears moving beneath the surface, each tiny piece doing its part to carry time forward. A pocket watch is both practical and symbolic. It measures something we cannot hold, stop, or recover, yet places the illusion of controlling it directly into our hands. For the witch who enjoys bras