Rootbound — The Winter Guests, Página 7
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Two panels showing a man and a woman in a dimly lit brick workshop at night. They are standing over a wooden tray filled with dried leaves and cocoons, which is encircled by a glowing, thin luminous ribbon. The woman wears fingerless gloves and looks down at the tray while the man stands beside her. Visible text, in reading order: Wren: The orchid house would be warmer. Fern: Warmth could wake them too soon. Fern: They need shelter, not spring.
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Two panels showing a man and a woman in a dimly lit brick workshop at night. They are standing over a wooden tray filled with dried leaves and cocoons, which is encircled by a glowing, thin luminous ribbon. The woman wears fingerless gloves and looks down at the tray while the man stands beside her.
Sobre este capítulo
A leaf rising at Room Eight leads Fern and Wren to a tray that refuses to be cleared away. Hidden silk cocoons reveal that the dead night watchman was keeping a promise to his winter guests. With Ida's memory to guide them, they move the undisturbed tray to a cool, sheltered corner rather than a shredder or a heated glasshouse. The watchman lets go when care means leaving something alone. Back in the corridor, rippling water carries a bell from Room Nine.