Flash: Tablecloth

Under the flickering candlelight, she drew pure silver thread through her fingers, creating intricate knots. Each knot leading to the next, a web of silver and when it was done, she attached silver fringe along the edge. She spread the silver masterpiece gently across the table she had been working at; a tablecloth fit for a king, her smile was incandescent as she considered her work.

The full moon was radiant tonight, lighting the room. The wolf song surrounded her cabin as she waited by the open door with her net of silver, fit for king or an alpha wolf.


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