Chapter 10: Making Clothes for a God Part 2
I stared at the cotton for a straight five minutes, puzzled and frustrated at the task at hand. I picked up a corner of the cloth and poised the scissors, ready to cut. Do you even know what you're doing? A voice in my head sneered. I bet you don't even know what size he is. I froze and lowered the scissors back onto the quilt. You're right. I don't know what I'm doing. What if I mess up? What if they don't fit? I dropped my head in my hands and took a deep breath shakily. I can't do this. I'm a complete failure.
Trust your instincts darling. A soft voice replaced the doubtful one. A voice I hadn't heard in years. I lifted my head from my hands, not sure if the voice I heard was real.
"Hello?" I timidly whispered aloud, even though the voice was in my head. My dearest Althaia, why do you doubt yourself so? You've accomplished more things than anyone can dream of. You can do it, I have faith in you.
"Is it really you?" I said hopefully. But I got no reply. The voice was gone. A calming feeling was there though, giving me comfort and confidence. It took me a second to completely calm down, but when I was, I grabbed the pair of scissors and started cutting. I didn't worry about the design of it as much as the overall shape.
Once I had finished cutting the front and the back of the pants, I picked up the needle and thread. I carefully weaved the thread into the cloth occasionally pricking myself with the needle. I made sure all my blood hit my bed and not the pants. It took me a full three hours to complete it.
I set the needle onto my bed and admired my handiwork. I checked my watch for the time. It read twelve thirty. "What the heck, I have time to make Loki a shirt too." I said aloud, picking up the remaining green cloth.
The shirt took longer than the pants due to the fact I had never tried making a shirt before. It took a full five hours, probably due to the fact I had added a pocket and designs to the shirt. I did the same to the pants. By the time I finished it was around six o'clock at, night. Still too early to visit. To kill time I cleaned up my chambers, as it was cluttered, and I made another batch of healing salve, just in case I needed it. Then, after I realized my porridge was cold, I heated it up, and put a special nutrient medicine in it, to give to Loki. I sighed as the smell of the food wafted up to my nose. I shook my head and put the bowl down. Missing a day of food is nothing to you, Althaia. Loki needs it more than you do, who knows how long he's been starved. I thought remembering how close to skin and bones he was.
I folded the clothes I made foe him and carefully tied a black ribbon around the bundle. After I did that I washed and patched up my dress, not wanting the smell of a hard day's work to cling to Loki's new attire.
When it was finally dry, I slipped back into it, and nodded my head in approval. I had managed to get out any and all stains that were on my clothing.
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