Chapter 164
Chapter 164: The Garden's Loom
Elenwe learns to weave with the garden as her loom, but the hollow within her demands to be part of the new world, and the cost of weaving it threatens to dissolve her into the soil.
The figure's question hung in the air, a thread waiting to be woven. Elenwe felt the golden scar on her palm pulse, the interlocking roots warm against her skin. She met the figure's eyes—void and gold, endless and new.
"Show me how," she had said. Now she waited for the answer.
The figure stepped closer, its robe of gold and black brushing the silver grass. It reached out, and its hand was cool, like the shadow of a leaf. "You are the gardener. The garden is your loom. Place your hands on the roots."
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