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Ribbons fly high in the skyAuthor's Notes
Others glistening, maybe listening,
Clear colors dance the wide expanse
Sunset-stained clouds glow bright
Here, below we have so much snow
And slow, lazy nights under the lights
Telling stories of past glories
Wise words first said by ancestors
Babies walking, elders talking
Suitors carving beads of bone
Snow melts from rangers
I couldn't put the vision I had in my head of this blanket into Wide Sky With Small Creatures, the story ended long before Alainya could make the lengths that become the blanket. And I cannot knit, so instead I wove my vision of Alainya's blanket for you in words.
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