After that morning on the sea, Laylit felt sure that something was going to shift. She could feel it in her hands and feet, in her lungs. She woke each morning and held her hands out, asking the Shaper for strength to continue the work here, despite her longing for her family and home. She felt an urgency to make space and convinced Cora to work on the hut with her, expanding the area under the stilts, sweeping and cleaning, weaving mats for the ground. Laylit felt sure that they were going to need to host people. She couldn"t say who they were supposed to welcome or where the certainty came from, but it was connected to the moment on the sea.
She and Cora planted flowers and long leafy plants along the edges of the hut, and as they worked, Cora continued to soften in Laylit"s presence. L
