If it wasn't insurance in case I had to fight under sunlight or unavoidable [Light Magic], I wouldn't have even started on this work.
Sewing was one thing, but making the cloth itself was some of the worst work I've ever done...
(Aside from debugging)
I've yet to find anything to take that cake, now that I thought about it.
It was hardly any wonder that such a moral sucking task was what brought about my end.
When I was finished, I took my long piece of silk and stuffed it into a quickly shaped and fired a pot made from the clay gotten from one of the golems on the fourth floor and filled with black ink from a weaver kobald from the 11th floor.
After letting it thoroughly soak, I hung the wet silk across a wooden beam suspended between a pair of stands made from three wooden poles ti
