The establishment in front of you is a narrow, soot-stained building squeezed between two much, much larger buildings in New Estanos. Through the windows, you see walls lined with clocks: grandfather clocks, tiny wristwatches, giant wall clocks, and even a few sundials casting shadows from the light of reflective surfaces. The chiming of various hours clangs in your ears as you open the door of The Chronologists Guild main office and enter.