Mistflax Fibers

Mistflax fibers weigh almost nothing at all — a full handful rests on the palm like a breath of fog, cool and faintly damp no matter how long it is kept. Held to the light they seem less like thread than like a wisp of cloud somehow coaxed into staying.

They are the rarest and finest fibers the realm gives up, gathered at the dangerous rim where the isles dissolve into open sky. Woven, they become mistcloth — the pinnacle of the tailor's craft.