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One night, a little girl named snuck into Mira’s atelier. “Teach me,” she whispered. “The Baron’s stories have no… texture.”

For the first time, the Ink Baron felt a story. tufos quadrinhos

They say, “Passe os dedos sobre os tufos” — “Run your fingers over the tufts.” The End. One night, a little girl named snuck into Mira’s atelier

Old was the last Tecedora de Tufos (Tuft Weaver). Her loom wasn't made of wood and steel, but of solidified moonlight. Instead of ink, she used dyed wisps of cloud-wool, harvested from the Dreaming Sheep that grazed on the edge of the Abyss. she used dyed wisps of cloud-wool