Prompt: A New Life | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Clockpunk?
Bells pierced the silence. With the tinkling of his music box vocal apparatus, the mechanical bird announced his presence and reminded his maker to breathe.
She sighed and let the scalpel and pliers clatter on the table beside the bird. Tears filled her eyes as she looked on an idea come to life.
He stretched his thin, metal wings and inspected the workshop. The brown-haired girl startled him, but she assured him they would be best friends.
“I’ll call you Bertram,” she said. “How does that sound?”