Chapter 1022

They slept at glade's edge that night, torches lit low, seeds glowing softly, watchers hovering as canopy. Children nestled safe with Grace and Rose. Jude held her hand as they watched watchers drift.

In the dream-phase of night, Jude heard voice not in words but resonance: You become vessel; you hold memory. He woke with heart pounding.

Dawn crept cold. Wives stirred as watchers glowed faint arcs on stones. They gathered around pool to complete offering: Emerson poured bowls of dew-water, Layla placed glyph-stones, Natalie scattered petals. The watchers responded with bright arcs across pool before fading.

Children's laughter roused them; watchers receded for play. They left glade with hearts full of unity. They returned through ravine, bringing water from pool; vines still glow seemed to cling to skin.