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[falconoflight]

Under a starlit sky she sat the glass of the solarium barely keeping a semblance of civilization under that sky. Her work table was filled with spools of thread, so many colors and shades. It was every single one that she owned. In front of her was a loom, one that had been passed down in her family for generations. Every woman in the

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[cpwatcher]

Beautiful!

[falconoflight]

Thanks! *needs a thread icon now*