The sea silk was a treasue hidden in plain sight. Most of those who sailed these shore never noticed the gold hidden at the tideline, and no wonder. The jealous sea kept a weary watch over it's trove, and only when sunset and shallows conspired would it be revealed to the watcher.
The harvest was dangerous, and only few were those who had the knowing and the heart to steal from the watery gods that which they guarded so closely.
Still, it was a thing worth doing, if nothing else to spin and robe oneself in the cloth of gods.
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