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Chapter 21: "I’m making a dress, Caspian, not a winter coat,"
To sew a fabric that was basically indestructible—something even a Dragon’s claws couldn’t rip—Hana had to do the impossible. In the wasteland, ’impossible’ just meant a survivor hadn’t yet used enough heat or pressure. Or rather, the right method.
The afternoon sun was still high, pouring a bright, harsh light into the mouth of the cave. It was perfect for the kind of delicate work Hana needed to do.
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