one word [scarves]

(ref: here)

They stood, alone, waiting and willing to whisper; wrapped around the neck of the Telurian, and nestled deep within the culture of the now, the thin exo-skeleton of crafts pasts lay thread-worn, abandoned, and spliced.

Shades of muted browns, greens, and gold intermingled with patterns of bead, silk-stories of scenes and suggestions of sun sets suggested a regal history, and the silent nobility of their texture hinted at deeper, greater things.

As the wind died down, they gently fell and held fast to one another; time-worn effects of elemental deconstruction formed knots and burrs in the abandoned edges; and the haphazardly folded bits of cloth and love fell loosely upon the wizened scarecrow.

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