Unroll your textiles (Whisper-Satin)

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From: A Delivery from the Gall-Eyed Weaver


What wonders have the Weaver and her queen wrought this time?


Success

The fruits of the loom

You pull loose the ribbon and set the Weaver's work free. It is almost, but not quite, a tapestry.

Description summary:
The last sentence varies with the (new) Airs of Burgundy. Wiki note: Numbers unaccounted for: 1 – 12, 14 – 38, 50 – 60, 76 – 85, 99 – 100

Airs of BurgundyLast sentence
13The satin rustles, whisper-quiet, the sound of a stranger saying your name.
39-49The whisper-satin speaks only in drones, a rustling insect-buzz. Trousers made from this would sound like crickets.
61-75You let the fabric fall between your fingers, and it speaks its message to the air.
86-98The whisper-satin is so quiet that must hold it right up to your ear. It is a poem – a never-ending series of triplets, eulogising flowers that never were.

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