Prism
A different angle changes the story.
From the Glasshouse
At the Glasshouse, Prism noticed that the same leaf seemed to change from morning to evening. Nothing about the leaf had moved. The answer was travelling across the sky.
Prism began turning leaves, glass and questions toward the light, learning to look twice before deciding. A little brass leaf rests behind the green chest glass, a reminder that even a familiar thing can still surprise you.