Walter couldn't help a smile. It reminded him of being in the Wish House, but not a moment of sadness or isolation, shockingly. The few times he could interact with the other orphans was teaching the younger ones how to sew. It was almost a tradition, for the few teenagers who survived childhood at the Orphanage to teach their younger fellows how to do something so domestic, mostly because the priests were busy instructing them in the faith or taking care of matters outside the forest. And the guards hired to watch other them would prefer to just hit them rather than actually teach them anything.
"Try wetting the end." He instructed, trying a small knot at the end of his thread.
Doll thanked Gracie and took some of her pins out, so she could use them to pin the fabric to her instead. She wrapped it around her wrist, like a bracelet and chuckled to herself. Now she needed a matching one!
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"Try wetting the end." He instructed, trying a small knot at the end of his thread.
Doll thanked Gracie and took some of her pins out, so she could use them to pin the fabric to her instead. She wrapped it around her wrist, like a bracelet and chuckled to herself. Now she needed a matching one!