Chapter 165
The Thread That Remains
Elenwe grasps the thread within the silver-black flower and discovers it is her own name, woven anew. The garden accepts her transformation but the hollow's root deepens, and Ren's presence forces a choice that reshapes the garden's purpose.
Her fingers closed around the thread.
It was warm, not with heat but with life—the life she had poured into the garden, the life that had been hers before the hollow had taken root. The silver-black flower shuddered, its petals curling inward, and the thread pulled free from its heart like a strand of light drawn from a well.
Elenwe felt the garden pause. The roots beneath her palms stilled, the stream of silver and black water ceased its flow, and the two trees—the first with its silver fruit, the new with its golden dawns—held their branches motionless. Even the breeze that had stirred the twilight grass fell silent.
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