Flute sounds: The Enchanted Forest filling this space between pink walls, tangled music boughs. Among the humble gifts: early sun on a radio dial, a simple “on” button that lights up like a red star. The flute sounds lift into birdsong, magic eyes. The room is awake now. The shimmering bird-wing inside was broken; healing involved a cage but free again, the warbler takes flight. Courage is partly quiet rehearsal.