In the snow-kissed mountain will of Ever frost, where lanterns glimmer like elysian bodies and rooftops sparkle with frost, stands a quirky little shop brimming with timepieces. Some are grand and towering, others small enough to slip into a fund, but every one of them conceals a secret. When the bells chime at night on Christmas Eve, they mutter, harmonize, and awaken with enchantment. Herr Albrecht is a timer chosen by the Spirit of Winter to oversee the meter of the seasons and lives inside the shop. He is a senior clockmaker whose skills have been passed down through the generations. For times, Albrecht has wound his magical timepieces in quiet, securing their riddle. But when Clara, a youthful girl, shows up at her door with her broken fund watch from her departed father, everything changes. Clara is right when she says that the watch contains Christmas. Together, Clara and Albrecht unveil that the watch is no commonplace curiosity, but a Wintertime Watch, drafted long ago to harbor a phenomenon. On that momentous Christmas Eve, as snow balls tableware in the air and the timepieces spring to life, the watch releases its enchantment granting Clara one last vision of her father and reminding the will of Ever frost of the genuine substance of Christmas. But cautions infrequently arrive without impacts. As the legend of the timer spreads, so too does a more humorous tale of the Keeper of Lost Hours, a shadowy reality who desires to seize time itself. With the aid of entranced ditz catcalls, marching toy dog faces, and the luminous demitasse star bestowed by the Spirit of Winter, Clara and Albrecht must guard the passage of time and defend Ever frost from being entangled ever. The Christmas timer is a touching and capricious tale that entwines wonder, grief, and the everlasting force of love. Incorporating the atmosphere of a classic puck tale with the charm of a Christmas hymn, it serves as a memorial that the true magic of the season isn't counted in hours but in the cherished recollections we produce and the cautions we dare to have faith in. For compendiums of all periods, this witching story is fated to come a cherished Christmas tradition one that aligns with the veritably twinkle of Christmas itself.