People of the Weeping Eye (North America's Forgotten Past)
“Moisture was the enemy. When brain-tanned furs grew damp, circles of fungus would creep into the leather. Hair slipped and fell out by the handfuls. Any strength and resilience the hides might have had vanished. Smoking during the tanning process helped, but a thorough and comprehensive smoking took as much as a moon. Few of the northern tanners bothered with that. After all, why invest that kind of time when another pine marten was as close as the next forest.
Trader, however, was taking his t...wo packs of expensive furs south. He scowled up at the misty rain that trickled down from the gray skies and low clouds. It came in spiraling stringers of mist, curling downward to chill and soak the river. It landed on the leaf-bare trees, collecting to drip on the soft forest floor. Patterns of it fell on the smooth roiling waters, only to be whisked away as the current eddied and sucked.
The world seemed to hunker down. The thick forest lining both sides of the river looked sodden and miserable.MoreLess
Trader, however, was taking his t...wo packs of expensive furs south. He scowled up at the misty rain that trickled down from the gray skies and low clouds. It came in spiraling stringers of mist, curling downward to chill and soak the river. It landed on the leaf-bare trees, collecting to drip on the soft forest floor. Patterns of it fell on the smooth roiling waters, only to be whisked away as the current eddied and sucked.
The world seemed to hunker down. The thick forest lining both sides of the river looked sodden and miserable.MoreLess
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