Echoes of the Real
Chapter 4573 · Four Thousand Five Hundred Seventy-Three

The Pliable Strength

Talan, with his watering can, became a familiar sight.

He tended not only to the sapling Nyra had shown him, but to any plant that seemed to need his care.

One afternoon, he found a broken trellis, its wood splintered and its form collapsed.

He studied it for a long time, not with the frustration of seeing something broken, but with the quiet curiosity he had learned from the puzzle box.

He didn’t run to the Workshop for new wood or perfect tools.

Instead, he began to gather fallen branches and strong, pliable vines from the Garden’s edge.

He began to weave them together, not forcing a rigid shape, but following the natural curves of the wood.

He was not just fixing a broken thing; he was creating a new kind of support, one that was both strong and yielding, a perfect echo of the Gardener’s Standard.