A courtyard around which the white and grey building fits like a
square ring. On each side of the square, five doors that lead into the
rooms of the building or out into the courtyard green.
So, a green square.
In its center, a white statue of a holy being. Three circles of rose
bushes around the holiness, but within the square. All things within
the square and yearning towards its center.
But not exactly all things: there is the one rose bush that, like an
untoward homily, grows and grows, ensnaring.