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Material
Stackable
Cloudy lump of unshaped glass that still remembers the kiln, surface pitted in spots where the heat finished unevenly, edges sharp enough to draw a line along soft leather. Cool to the touch after a day, colder than expected.
Entry
Chronicle
Pulled from the first crucible of the morning, when the glassblowers are still calibrating the heat against the outside weather. The good rough stock goes straight into the stenciling shop, the middling grade is reworked, and the worst of it is bought by the alchemists, who have their own opinions about what the bubbles mean.