She didn’t want a cruel trap. She wanted art .
From then on, the trap was never baited. It just sat in her garden, a beautiful, peaceful machine. And sometimes, if she was lucky, Rustle would come sit on the sunflower plate—just to feel the gentle fwoomp of the world's kindest trap. lovely craft: piston trap
Elara smiled, patted her silent piston, and said, "Best craft I ever made." She didn’t want a cruel trap