Red: Claimed by the Keeper in the Tower
I let her read whatever she wants.
The household quarters sit on the eastern side of the tower complex, four rooms sandwiched between the administrative wing and the tower itself. These spaces have been functional for so long they're neither comfortable nor uncomfortable—just used. Stone floors. Real furniture—a table, chairs, and an actual bed frame with a mattress, not the thin pad on the metal frame I've slept on for eighteen weeks. A window.
I look at the window.
It faces east, which I already knew from my observations of the tower complex from the yard. Through it, I can see the water past the eastern wall—a strip of grey-blue in the late afternoon light. Real and present. Not behind a
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