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... quiet steps, her curiosity pulling her forward like an invisible thread.
The dusty side room came into view, and she paused at the doorway, her eyes widening as she took in what Viktor and Kaida had built.
The machine stood there—crooked, cobbled together from broken furniture and salvaged parts, but unmistakably a spinning wheel. Beside it was a crude loom frame, half-assembled but functional enough.
And scattered around the floor were bundles of long grasses, plant fibe ...
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