"Oh wow," Cassie breathes. She takes the seat offered her, bony knees set to the wood so she can lever herself closer to his project, already of far more interest to her than a bow could ever be. "Will it be like a guitar? Only, how will silk make music, Liang?" She pushes her tumbling hair behind her ears lest it harm the still drying strings. "Mustn't strings be wire?"
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Date: 2011-12-02 09:51 pm (UTC)