Workshop

A lantern swings from the ceiling, casting golden light over tools, scraps of paper, and glowing screens. In the middle of the chaos is a workbench with an unfurled blueprint. Bits of half-finished projects are scattered across the shelves—some mechanical, some digital, all waiting for a spark of inspiration.

Against the far wall slumps an old, dust-covered robot, its once-shining frame dulled and silent. A faint scent of flour lingers around it, as if it has memories of busier days.

A thick oak door opens back into the study, where books and notes lie in orderly contrast to the workshop’s clutter.