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... to acknowledge how close you’d been to dying. He lifted the finished piece with both hands and turned it under the light leaking through the cracked window. The leather was dark and thick, edges clean where they should’ve been rough, the seams tightened into something that looked manufactured rather than stitched by a half-mad climber in a ruined room.
It was made entirely out of leather, a head cover mostly. Made of basilisk leather and reinforced with heat-resistant scales.
Th ...
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