Beyond that final bank of shelving, the closet opens into a secondary linen alcove that most visitors never expect—a climate-steady chamber where the quarter-sawn oak gives way to aromatic eastern red cedar lining the lower compartments, its natural oils keeping heirloom table linens pristine through Mt. Pleasant's humid summers. The upper shelves return to that same tight-grained oak, each one adjustable on concealed brass standards and deep enough to hold folded king-sized duvets without a single overhang. Every division here was templated on site, fitted to the peculiar geometry of older Mt. Pleasant homes where no wall meets its neighbor at a cooperative angle, and the result is a wall of storage so flush it reads as cabinetry rather than closet. The light from the transom still reaches this far back, warming the wood just enough to draw you forward toward the narrow passage where the hallway continues and the next room begins to announce itself—