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He closed the drawer on the spun-glass horn, knowing he would never need it again. The most strimsy things, he realized, were not the ones that broke. They were the ones that gave every last scrap of themselves away just to be heard one final time.

Elias was a collector of the strimsy .

He didn’t reach for glue or tweezers. Those would crush it. Instead, he opened a drawer lined with the velvet from a dead queen’s glove. He lifted out a device he’d built years ago—a sound-horn made of spun glass, as fragile as the wing itself. strimsy.word