That evening a feast was held outside temple. Firepits scattered. Flatcakes, stew, roasted game, berry wine. Families shared new songs; children danced; wives watched. Laurel spun between Grace and Jude, dream‑ribbon in hand. Elian approached with travelers, presenting a carved runestone: a new watcherscript glyph representing "community." The watcherscript temple accepted it, it slipped into stone pathway rails. Light pulsed neon‑bright. The first non-familial runestone accepted. Tears glimmered.
After dinner, under watchersilk canopy they held concluding ceremony. Visitors lit torches; children repeated watchersign; wives held hands across-open gap; travelers joined in circle. The watchers responded with bright arches that spanned orchard to glade. Mist shimmered golden-blue. Seeds in ring trembled. Jewels of dream‑gems glowed. An oath passed like wind: island would dream not alone.