THE LUNA HE BURIED
The east garden was indicated by a cluster of shapes that represented the garden's character rather than its specific dimensions.
Figures outside.
She counted them.
Five.
Five distinct figures arranged in the specific spatial relationship of people who occupied a shared space — not posed, just present, the way people who lived somewhere looked when they were simply there.
She knew which figure was which.
She knew from the proportions and the placement and the specific detail Eli had given to each one — Nadia's was carrying something, Marcus's was standing very straight, Damien's was taller than the others.
And in the corner of the drawing, in the garden's edge, a small green shape.
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