“Yes. That was before the water damage that seeped through the ceiling last year, so it’s plausible he’d have been placed here. The wall remembers Atsuko spending days too weak to leave, but having the strength for painting. A little each day, a growing pattern of vines, leaves, and berries. To pass the time.” “This shouldn’t be taking,” Gaotona said. “This Forgery is tenuous. You’ve changed too much.” “No,” Shai said. “It’s on the line . . . that line where the greatest beauty is found.”
