Main Workshop of Neudämmerung — Three Weeks After the Commercial Proposal
The building that had once been an empty warehouse now vibrated with activity.
Twenty artisans worked simultaneously. The looms, modified by Aurelia, operated with impossible efficiency. The embroidery stations were organized with military precision.
And at the center of it all: Aurelia.
She bounced between stations like a pink whirlwind.
"NO! The angle of the needle is CRITICAL! Look!"
She took the needle from a confused student and demonstrated.
"Forty-five degrees! NOT ninety! See the difference?"
The student nodded, nervous.
"GOOD! Try it again!"
She ran to the next station.
"You! Maria! THAT is perfect! Keep exactly like that!"
Maria — a woman in her forties, with prior sewing experience — smiled with pride.
"Thank you, Lady Aurelia."
"Don't thank ME! Thank your HANDS! They're GREAT!"
Next station.
A young man was trying to fuse two different fabrics.
His frustration was visible.
