Lovely Threading Novels & Stories

In fact, it didn't feel like anything at all—it was a total absence of thermal conductivity. "It’s dead thread," Silas murmured, poking a strand with the tip of his wooden needle. The wood didn't catch; the thread simply slid off the point as if it were oiled. "You can't form a knot with this, Luna. There’s no friction. If you try to cast on a row, the stitches will just slide right off the needle before you can purl the return."