The tension between Rose and Alpha is holding the system together as much as it is keeping things apart.

On the edges, between the petals, and in the roots, Rose diligently searches the darkness. Patient and guarded, Rose and her bunch sieve the ethereal spectrum for forces hiding just outside of plain sight.

A bare patch of lawn where life was drained from the grass is where he rested and fed. The glitchy sensation in her solar plexus means that someone is scrying her location. The big picture shows everything coming up roses on a sunny spring day.

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