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Beneath a crimson sky, the silk weaver wove pink silk.




Beneath a crimson sky, the silk weaver wove pink silk.

Beneath a crimson sky, the silk weaver sat hunched over his loom, fingers moving with hypnotic precision. The pink silk shimmered like liquid light under his touch, catching the last rays of the dying sun that bled across the heavens. 

Quaraun's silver jellyfish tentacle hair, braided and looped around his waist, gleamed in the same eerie glow, like strands of moonlight tethering him to the earth.  

The air was cold, brittle with the frost of an eternal winter, yet his tent was warm, perfumed by the faint, sweet scent of spun silk and the soft crackle of enchanted braziers. Outside, the howling wind sang mournful tunes, but here, within the protective pink striped silk walls of his traveling tent, the world was quiet, intimate, and timeless.  

Each thread he wove told a story. 

A story of survival, of endless wandering through a land forsaken by warmth and light. 

A story of love and loss, stitched delicately into patterns only he could decipher. His mind wandered as he worked, thoughts as fragmented as the sky above, which bore the scars of the shattered moon.  

BoomFuzzy watched from the edge of the tent, his shadow long and sharp against the silk's pink glow. His blind eyes still seemed to see too much, piercing Quaraun’s fragile focus. 

"It’s beautiful, JellyElf," he said, his voice as soft as the fabric beneath Quaraun’s hands.  

Quaraun didn’t respond. His lips moved soundlessly, whispering to the silk as though it alone could hear the truths he couldn’t bear to speak aloud.





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